Back to another work week. I wasn't going to stress myself though as this weekend was all about me. I had prepared and gathered everything for my long awaiting birthday party, so I had decided to take everything easy. Since I was no longer with Dante I had no drive home, and because of this I had my shift changed around so that I could be able to get home earlier. As for his mistress Kimoya, I continued to take care of her until she gave birth. She had asked for my personal number to stay in contact with me as she continuously expressed how good I was to her. However, I had no intentions to be friends with her given the fact that she was carrying the child of someone who I was once so in love with. I knew it wasn't her fault for whatever that happened, but I told her that she can always come back to the hospital and see me as I will always be there as long as I was alive.
*The day of the Party* As sound blasted through my headphones, I sat on my bed after taking off my bonnet to showcase my new hairstyle.
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As I was getting ready I could hear the pace of the footsteps that were hurriedly passing by my bedroom door. After putting myself together I made my way downstairs as my designated drive was waiting for me.
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(Her outfit)
As I pulled into the driveway of the venue, I could hear the echoing sounds of the loud pumping music and the sound of laughter all around. As soon I stepped out of the vehicle my best friend came running to me. As she embraced me into a long deserved hug, she informed me that not only was my ex there but he was there with Rachel, the girl I hated most. Kmt.
As I searched through the crowd, my eyes met a familiar pair of eyes. Jay looked at me as if longing to see me. I should have turned away but I was curious to see what was going on behind those brown eyes and I held the most intense eye contact that I have ever encountered. But of course Rachel just had to show up, however she was trying her hardest to talk to Andrew. After her baby mama drama he acted as if she didn't even exist in his world.
After familiarizing myself with the venue and guests I went to greet my mother who had been busy with George. I followed my mother to the kitchen where various different food items were being prepared. After checking the pots my mother went to check with the bartender, but just as she went around the bar, she saw Rachel and George in what seemed as a heated conversation. When she went to investigate what was wrong, she was left with the shock of her life.
Not only was Rachel and George together, but Rachel was also pregnant for George. That explained why she was at my house gate and they were being so secretive! Noise and chaos erupted in the party as my mother took a whole bottle of Wray and Nephew white rum and broke it into George's head. He cried in agony and pain as the glass bottle shattered and some pieces were embedded in his face. Rachel on the other hand was beaten so severely her mouth had started to bleed. I stood there watching in horror as I saw that my mother had taken the ice pick to charge at Rachel. I found myself begging for Rachel and asking my mother to spare her life. I don't know why or what caused me to do that given the fact that I despised Rachel. But, I guess I just didn't want to see my mother become a murderer.
