ALONE

Chapter 36

I sat on the couch with my legs closed tight in my arms.  Ty was talking to shenique in the door. I can't believe it I'm not pregnant! I feel bad for Ty he really wanted this kid. Should've fucked me harder. I look at the door with my face on my knees. My hair looks better messy when I look on the black screen on the tv.

Ty comes back to sit next to me. He looks down as he cuffs his hands together, legs open wide.

"I'm sorry" I say as I put my head on his lap and stretch out my legs on the little couch.

He looks in my face he puts on his glasses that were on the table next to him. He looks better with them on. He puts his hand on my left breast and squeezes.

"Hmm" he says in response to my apology.
.
.
.
.
5 months pass from that issue. I still haven't heard from Savannah...I hope I do soon I miss her. The only fucking family I had. I still haven't found my father. I get out from Ty's bed and puts some clothes on and drive to the library. Yup Ty bought me a car for my 18th birthday. He still with me for no reason, I know his fucking girls but I don't stress I got a little boyfriend on me. Jeremith that boy who harassed me in the hallways he changed and always liked me. Yeah right!

"I'm going to the library...see u later" I say to Ty who's on the couch playing video games.

"Aight Kidd " we kiss on the lips for a second.

I close the door and head to my new BMW. Gray, x6 my favorite. I sit in the car and drive to the library. 20 minutes there.

I arrived and headed to the computers. I settle down and type Damien Craig Johnnson.

I see many men pop up, none was my father. He probably changed his name to something more rich. He gotta have a mansion and 2 kids with a ugly wife. Moms the only one perfect for my father. Remembering the present the pick up for me together they handed it to me together. It was a Barbie with a collection wardrobe. Best present ever  my parents together, high school love.

Finally I found something. Cole Ellis age 34. Marketing manger at a big company. It even has his address a little exposer but it's the Internet. I copy it fast and go to my car.

I put the address to my phones gps. Ty also bought me an iPhone. Gosh I love that nigga.

7:39pm.

I'm scared to go knock on the door. I just sit in the car for a while. Thinking if I should show what his little girl has really become. A pain in the ass, slutty, motherless young woman. Yup that's right. I build up my confidence and open the door. My phone ruins the moment.

Baby boy is calling... Ty in other words.

"Hello" I answer stepping out the car.

"Samai something happened" he says in a sad voice.

"What??" I say walking up the walk way to my fathers house. The lights are on knowing he's home.

"It's Savannah "

I ring the bell. The moment of truth.

"She's dead" he says crying.

The door opens and its him. A tall white man with curly brown hair. Dressed in a sweater vest and loafers.

"Yes?" He asks in a smooth voice, puzzled.

I start crying, it comes down so fast I can't stop it.

"Oh my goodness, are you okay dear?" He says lowing to my height.

I say nothing. Ty is still on the phone crying his eyes out.

"How Ty !???" I scream at the phone.

He takes a while to response. "She was shot while doing those drugs." He speaks in pain.

My dad still looks at me. "Come in! I'll get you some water." He says taking me to his nice leather couch. I sit and hang up on Ty. I stare blank at his basic walls.

"Here you go dear" he says holding a wet glass of cold water.

I take it and sip then put it on the table next to me. He squats in front of me .

"What happened dear? Who are you?"

I stare at his beard face.

"I'm..." I was interrupted by a lady with a little boy in her arms.

"Hello" she says in a pink robe.

I look up at her with my mascara running.

"Whos this honey?" She asks turning to him.

"Daddy daddy!" A little girl runs up to him with a picture in her hands.

"Sarah ughh" he says picking her up smiling.

"I drew this for you daddy. It me you Toby n momma" she said pointing.

"How old is she?" I ask rubbing my face with my sleeve.

"5" he answered

"Oh" I said still sobbing.

"I sorry for barging in like a mess"

"It's alright dear"

I get up leaving the glass on the table.