Diary Of A Dope Fiend's Wife

Chapter Eighteen

Daviana always come through for a nigga. She made it seem like I don't fuck with her no more and befriended bitch ass Eddie lil girlfriend. I found out where Mykiel lay his head. Fuck all them bitches. But I want Jasamine. I need her. That's the mother of my child and I plan on marrying her, no matter what she say. Ima be in my son life. Symone big ass mouth talk too much. She told Daviana all the info I needed to know. I found out my son name is Ja'San Marcell Michaels-Cope. Sounds just right, Jerkim Hakeem, Jasamine Breshelle Monet and Ja'San Marcell Cope. Haha, yea, I love it.

I waited outside the home for the perfect moment. A lil shorty came running out and right behind her was my target. My crew threw him in the ring of fire. We shot the bitch too. Then I saw my baby Jasamine run out so I had to order them to stop. We sped off cause too many people was crowding around. Luckily we took all the tags off the trucks and the windows was tinted, but it was dark anyways. It ain't nothing but a little after 5 in the morning.

"Where we headed to now big dawg?" Sway, one of my workers asked.

"I don't know. Let's get these tags back on the cars and throw these guns out. We'll find somewhere close. I gotta come back and get my prize."

"10/4."

We rode the rest of the way to Murfreesboro quietly. Damn, this shit is just too easy to me.

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I cried all the way to the hospital. Everything was in a blur. I couldn't think, my head hurts, my vision cloudy....everything was wrong. Just as soon as we thought our troubles were over, they returned just as quick. We couldn't lose Kel. Without him, me and Mykie would have nobody but each other. He wasn't beefing with nobody in Memphis, at least not that I know of. Kel was always lowkey. I was starting to think it got something to do with that Romisa bitch. I knew it was just something about her that didn't sit with me well. She seemed "too perfect". She was just off, but I couldn't put my finger on it. It just seem like every time Kel meet a girl, some fucked up shit happens. He got close to me, end up taking care of me for my mama and then I get kidnapped by a person that end up trying to save my life. He met Leteia, then I end up starting with both of them at the party and we all get put in danger by Jerkim which resulted in Kel's best friend's death. And now Romisa, ain't even know the bitch for a long time and now he shot up at his own house. This was just a mess. When will the misery end?

We sat in the waiting room listening to this ghetto ass receptionist run her mouth on the phone tellin whoever about her multiple baby's daddies.

"And girl so let me tell you where I seent this nigga at.....GIRL YES! I was like oh hellllll no. Ahmad and Rahkeem don't even see you or get shit from you and yo ass spendin coins at the strip club........oh bitch I was ready to fight.....no her daddy ain't worth a damn eitha."

I started to get annoyed. Finally the doctor came out with a clipboard and a look of worry on his face.

"Family of Mykiel Dunham?"

"Yes that's us." Mykierra jumped up and ran over to the doctor.

"And you are?"

"His younger sister."

"Okay well Mr. Dunham is suffering from multiple injuries. There are two bullets to the stomach, but luckily those missed major organs and we were able to retrieve those bullets. Two to the right leg, one to the hip, two to his left shoulder and one too close to the heart that I doubt we'll be able to get the whole bullet out. But don't panic. We got his blood pressure down and all the other bullets are out. He's in a coma but when he does awaken I must warn you that serious physical therapy and rest will have to take place."

"Can we see him?" She asked, her voice cracking.

"At this moment, no. But keep contact information at the receptionist desk and when he's available for visits we will keep in touch." The doctor left as everyone started to break down. This was a too hard on us. Ram started making phone calls to make his trip longer so he could stay with me and Mykie and Sierria was gonna go to Louisiana with her twin cousins. Before we left, Mykie and Ram left their numbers for Mykiel's contact info. I waited in the car and started feeling queasy and dizzy. I was just ready to get home and sleep away this morning's events off my mind.

I slept like a newborn baby after a fresh bottle. I finally rolled over and looked at the time, it read 2:38p.m. Damn I was tired. I got up and went to the kitchen and saw Leteia. Not acknowledging her presence, I pranced me and my big stomach to the fridge and started pulling out leftovers from yesterday. I could feel her eyes watching me, but I chose to keep ignoring her.

"So...is that Kel baby?" She asked.

"What the fuck you worried bout it for?" I shot a cold stare at her. My left hand on my hip, my right arm leaning on the counter.

She chuckled, "I'll let the little mean girl attitude bypass since you are pregnant."

"Look bitch, I don't know your ass from Adam so don't come in here questioning me bout who the fuck my son daddy is."

She cocked her head back, her mouth turned up a little, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me." I started piling stuffing on to my plate.

"No manners ass kids just like ya crackhead mama."

I slowly turned around, "What the fuck you just say to me?" I walked closer to the table.

"I said just like your-"

SMACK

Before I could stop myself, my right hand smacked Leteia across the cheek, leaving a red mark. She held her face and looked stunned.

"Look here you stupid red bitch, don't you EVER, EVER IN YOUR LIFE..." I raised my voice, "SPEAK OF MY MOTHER!" I felt my body trembling I was so mad. Mykie came out the room.

"What's going on? Jas, you okay?"

I stormed past her and went to my room. I didn't wanna be around nobody. I was ready for all these mother fuckers to leave.