Recap
Mykal
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"It is said that one person died in this house fire but it is not sure which person it is. The fire was caused by Rafe Garden after he allegedly tried to sexually assult Kiarah Johnson. More information will me given to you at eleven, giving it to you first, wood tv 8."
Oh shit.
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A year ago if someone would have told me I would be this worried about a girl, I'd laugh in their face and say I'd give them 100 Gs if they ever found the day. Today, I would have lost the bet driving like a fucking maniac just to see if Kiarah is okay. It's like ever since I came into her life bad things have been happening like she can't go a day without a stupid hoe threating her or someone putting her life in danger. Maybe i'm her bad boy and I turned her bad with me.
"Who died?!?" I asked as soon as I walked into the hospital she should be at. I mean it's the closet hospital to her house and the best one in the city so she better be here.
"Excuse me sir, can you please calm down, what are you talking about?" A nurse came to me asking, but I didn't have time to calm down. Someone with my girlfriend died and i'm supposed to calm down? Yeah right!
"Kiarah Johnson, her house was set on fire, blah blah blah the new said someone died....she's my girlfriend..what the hell happened to her?" I sputtered trying my best to make sence out of my words.
"Oh yes, you must be Mykal, well Kiarah was 5 weeks pregnat and the fumes from the fire caused her to lose her baby." The nurse told me and I can't believe it. Ain't no way in hell that Kiarah could have been pregnat and not have told me. She must have the wrong Kiarah Johnson, in the same situation that happend on the same day and athough that's impossible, I can't help but wanting to believe it.
"Can I see her?" I asked hopefully.
"Sure fallow me," She said as she started walking and I did as told. After going up about what seems like 1,000 flights of stairs we came to a room where Kiarah layed on the hospital bed crying her eyes out. My anger at her for not telling me became instally replaced with worry as I rush to her side and begin to hold her.
"I lost em' babe, I lose em'." She cried into my arms.
"It's alright, It's alright, It's not like either of us are ready and we can always make more." I felt a laugh come out of her as she slapped me on my head. At this moment, nothing in the world mattered but me and her, and I liked it this way.
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"Damn bro, your life is like one of the soap opras they used to watch back in the day!" My man Chris said. We're layed back on my couch watching Notorious B.I.G for the fifth time. "Did you hear that Mario is leaving the game for his wife and one going on three kids?" He informed me.
"Hell na'! Aha! I guess a good ride or die girl like that will make a niggah drop out." I said laughing like it was the craziest thing in the world, but truth is, I feel like in a couple years I'll be able to do that type of shit for Kiarah.
"Yeah man, do you think that you'd ever do that? You know for Kiarah?" He asked the million dollar question.
"I don't know man, probably." I told him truthfully. Falling in love with a girl? Sounds crazy for someone like em, but hell I was always a little different.....
Kiarah
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When they told me I lost a child I told them they lost their mind. Yes, I missed my period that month but I always heard that when you're really stressed that your period may be held off and hell was I stressed. Mykal was gone and by the way I found out my mom is now pregnat with her second child. Her baby made it through the fire....and mines didn't. Half me is depressed, because I lost a child that I would never know the name of, never know the gender. I feel like the baby was apart of me, y'know? Like even though I didn't know he or she was in there, that they were mine. Mine and Mykal's. Next time, I won't disregaurd my miss of period, next time I'll notice the little things. Like the fact that the person at my house two nights ago? Wasn't who I thought It was. I mean, how couldn't I have noticed that type of shit?
When they ask who died in the fire, I tell them a part of me did. I don't tell them that the crazy niggah who tried to kill all of me is nowhere to be found. I don't tell them that the fire was even started by anyone. I tell them the fire was an accient, put on purpose. That the fire started of on accident put the purpose was to give me a wake up call.
"How ya' feeling?" My dad asked walking into my room. I know that's he's upset that I was even careless enough to get pregnat in the first place, but the one thing about my dad is he's not a hypocrite. He and my mom had me when they were young, so he wouldn't dare judge me for doing the same thing.
"As good as i'll ever be." I tell him. My dad. My dad with the brown eyes. My dad who was angry when I wanted a spongebob birthday party instead of a lilo and stitch one at the age of thirteen. Mykal, my boyfriend who loves me, even though love is different for him. Everyone, my mom, everyone close to you, that's what makes you a person, not your independence- even though that's a big part too.
Ahhh shit, lol getting to the end of this book guys, two more chapters, eshhh, soorrrry for mistakes I typed this fast, kind of a fill in for the end of the book.
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