Chapter 17: The DNA Test

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Charles POV

I supposed to go to court tomorrow. I got face Morgan and Aisha again. I just want this to be over. Brenda and I have been practicing of what to say in court. Sam is our star witness and she had to practice. Diane says that she'll be attending court with us. She wants to give us her support. C.J. is staying with his grandparents for the weekend. He hasn't had any nightmares for a while. All the shit I went through with Morgan and Aisha was hell for me. I did stop having nightmares for a week then one night, I dreamt that Morgan and Aisha came back to finish me off. As for Brenda, she still had nightmares of being shot.

Brenda: I think that we're prepared for tomorrow. So I'm gonna make us some dinner.

Me: baby, I need to ask you something.

Brenda: what is it?

Me: if this baby is mine, are you gonna be upset with me?

Brenda: well, at first, yes. I don't think that Morgan is capable of raising a baby. I suggest full custody.

Me: that's what I was thinking, too.

C.j.: mommy! I'm hungry!

Brenda: ok, honey. How about fried shrimp and fries?

C.J. and Charles: Yeah! 

Brenda: (laughs) Like Father, Like Son


Monday morning.....

It was a beautiful day outside. We had to get to court at 8am. I was too nervous to eat so I went upstairs to shower, then I changed into my suit. Afterwards, I went downstairs and I heard a knock at the door. 


Sam: Hey, man! 

Me: What's up? How's the arm?

Sam: Nothing much. My arm's okay and I'm in physical therapy. My doctors are saying that I'm doing so good and they are gonna let me go back to work next week.

Me: That's great news! How's Wiz doing?

Sam: He's doing good and has to keep that brace on for another week. He's lucky that doctors were able to remove the bullet from his leg. It's a miracle that it didn't hit any main arteries or otherwise he'd be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. He's coming to court testify too.

Me: That's good.

Sam: How are you doing?

Me: I'm nervous as fuck, man! 

Sam: So am I.

Diane: Hey guys! I had to ask my boss if I could have today off.  I wanted to be there to support you guys.

Me: Thanks.

I went into the kitchen to grab a muffin and Brenda walked in wearing a beautiful dress. She looked at me and could sense that something was wrong. I wondered how could she do that. 

Brenda: Are you okay?

Me: I can't go to court today.

Brenda: why not?

Me: I can't face Morgan and Aisha after all the shit they put me through! 

Brenda: What about the shit they put me through?

Me: What are you talking about?

Brenda: They tied me and put C.J. in a room by himself. Then those men kept staring at me with lust in their eyes and one of them felt me up. I couldn't scream because they taped my mouth and Aisha, God, that woman. She kept telling me I was a pretty little thing and I called her an asshole. Then she slapped me. I wanted to strangle her for doing that to me.

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