Building Trust &' Faith (Book 2) (Urban)

Chapter 14

Month 1

Adrianna

Sammie is pulling through very slowly but surely, he's being really stubborn and rude about things. I understand, I'll be the same way if I was walking and then something like this happen and I have to learn how to walk again.

I just got done cooking his food, which is healthy. Vegetable stir fry, the doctor said that he can only eat vegetables. I grabbed the plate and started walking to my room.

I pushed the door open "Your food is done" I said sitting it down on the nightstand. "I'm not hungry" he said looking at me. I took a deep breath "Sammie the doctor said you have to eat" I said getting frustrated. He picked the plate up took a bite and threw it at the wall "I'M NOT FUCKIN' HUNGRY" he yelled.

I'm not about to clean that shit up, I'm the nicest person ever but I will not be treated like some bitch. I grabbed my phone and seen that I had a missed call from Justin. So I called him back .

"Yo, wassup Ma?" He said happily. That brought a smile to my face. "Nothing, just having a hard time that's all" I said, I'm really stressed. "You wanna go out or something?" He asked.

I was about to say yeah, but that would be so dirty for me to do.

"Maybe another time, my ex fiancé got in an accident so I have to take care of him" I explained. "I understand, maybe another time" he said. I smiled "Okay, I'll talk to you later". Then I hung up.

Man this is gonna be a LONG six months .

Vontae'

So I found out that Simone wanted to meet up with me to tell me she's sorry about how her family acted. They don't want her with a black person because her cousin got killed by one. That doesn't mean you judge all blacks because of one stupid mistake that one person made.

She could've been told me that shit before we got in a relationship. It's not good at all to lead a person on, I told her to lose my number and to never contact me. I stay getting my heart broken, not to sound like a soft nigga. I'm just gonna focus on making my money, I'm only 21 I should not be stressing about this shit.

I hopped in my Benz and drove to the gas station, my baby almost on E. As I was pumping the gas this caramel skinned girl was walking past, man she was flawless. She had medium length hair, the way she dressed is speechless, she's just beautiful, and she looks fully black. I need to go back to black, cause. These foreign chicks ain't giving me what I want.

I started fixing my Versace shirt while quickly wiping off my black Timberlands that had a lil piece of paper on it. I was not walking up to a woman this time. If she likes what she see she'll step my way.

"Excuse me" I heard a sweet voice say.

I turned around to make sure nobody else was around me. Nobody was. She giggled as I pointed to me. "You talking to me?" I questioned chuckling. She nodded her head.

"Aren't you Vontae' the model?" She asked smiling. Man she's beautiful as hell.

"Yeah that's me, and you are?" I said putting the pump back on the hook. I leaned against my car. "I'm Shontae. Not to be groupie material, but I love you like literally you're the only male model I like, I stalk your instagram to see if you posted anything everyday" she said laughing . I felt flattered.

"Thank you lil Ma" I flashed her a big smile. "You think it's possible if we could kick it sometime?" I asked low key hoping she would say yeah. She smiled big "Are you kidding, me a basic female hanging with a big time shot caller like you?" She asked. I guess she was shocked I asked her that.

I laughed "Yeah I'm sure". She handed me her iPhone as I tapped in my number. "Make sure you use it" I said smiling while getting in my car and driving off.

(Picture of Shontae on side/mm)

Arielle

I was fixing Marcel his food until I heard my doorbell ring. Who could that be, I didn't know I was suppose to have company over.

I was singing a little song that I made up for my baby, he loves when I sing to him. He's a lil mommas boy.

As soon as I opened the door I regretted it. It was Lance, I haven't spoken to him since the little blow up we had at the hospital. After that, I just never contacted him .

"Umm, can I come in?" He asked nervously. I waved my hand in while moving to the side.

Marcel started giggling while raising his arms up, he wants somebody to pick him up. Lance picked him up while sitting on the couch. "Hey lil man, how's it going?" He asked Marcel. My baby just laughed.

"Why are you here Lance?" I asked getting to the point. "I just wanna say that I'm sorry for acting the way I did towards you at the hospital, I wasn't in my right mind" he said looking sincere. "You couldn't call and tell me that?" I asked putting my hand on my hip. "It wouldn't have been right, I feel like coming to you in person telling you I'm sorry is more appropriate".

I smacked my lips "I guess Lance". "You accept my apology?" He asked. I shrugged my shoulders looking down.

When I looked up he had a gun in his hand "Oh my gosh!" I screamed.

Sammie

I've been calling Adrianna name for the longest, and she hasn't been answering me. "Adri!" I yelled once again.

No answer !

Man, this shit is frustrating! I can't do anything for myself. I'm used of being independent .

I can feel my anger building back up, and this is not good. When I was younger, I had real bad anger issues. I had to take therapy for it, that's how bad it was.

It started off when I was 6 years old. I was playing with my racing cars, I got tired of playing with them so I just left them on the floor. "Sammie come pick these toys up" my mom said from the kitchen.

I didn't answer her.

"I'm not playing with you lil boy, come pick these damn toys up now!" She demanded getting mad. I walked to the living room and started kicking the toys around "MAN, FUCK THESE TOYS AND YOU!" I yelled at her.

I picked up the biggest toy truck I could find and I threw it at her head. It hit her right in the forehead, she got a little cut that started bleeding. She attacked me with a belt tearing my ass up.

I waited until that night when she was sleep, I took my Spider-Man pillow and crept in her room. She was snoring and all. I was sick and tired of being told what to do and controlled .

I slowly got on her bed and forced my pillow down on her face. She started moving her head while wailing her arms.

Til this day, I cannot believe that I had that much anger build up in me that I tried to kill my mother. The woman who birthed me. I have to get this anger out of the way early before it escalates even worse.

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