Chapter 5

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Ricky sat on the end of the bed, looking at his hands. I could tell by his body language that he was uncomfortable.

"Ricky I'm sorry."

He shook his head, and glanced over at me. "Naw it's okay Harlem. I understand"

I looked at him as the room fell silent again. I cleared my throat. I didn't know what to say. What would you say to someone? How do you explain your feelings, thoughts, anything for that matter?

"I was so scared Ricky" my voice cracked. "I didn't know what to do. Fighting back was an option. I took it but they beat me to the point where"

"I should have been with you. I knew I shouldn't have been with Cianna. I should have come to walk you home."

"Wait you were with who?"

"Harlem it doesn't"

"Ricky it does matter! You know her family has it o... Get out.." My mind started racing through a thousands things at once and I just wanted him to leave. Cianna. Me being raped. We've never been friends. Her family has been out for me since we were little. I wasn't the reason for her brother committing suicide, but yet I was and still am blamed for it.

"Harlem"

"Get out! Ricky go! Get o.." My voice cracked and tears started to run down my cheeks. I didn't want him here, I didn't want to see him, talk to him nothing. It was my decision. I know it's stupid to ask someone to not see someone else but I did it when it came to Cianna. I didn't want anyone that I cared for dealing with her. She was a fox, sneaky, and ready to fool anyone just to get what she wanted.

Cianna

Revenge

Her brothers death

I grabbed my notebook and turned to a fresh page writing them down. I sat there looking around the room, trying to find answers. "Was it her?" "It's been years though. Can she still be mad?" I thought to myself, chewing on the end of my pen, I looked down and flipped to a new page.

Cianna

-revenge

- brothers death

- 7 yrs

Who else has beef with me?

"You gone get yours Harlem! One of these days! You betta watch ya self"

As I was writing, the door to my room swung open......

...............

I woke up in nothing but darkness, I thought the room was moving but I was actually falling. Endless darkness. Over and over a never ending fall. One of the most scariest things of my life. You're looking up wanting to flip over but even more afraid of what you might see. That was me. I let myselfmm fall. If I finally hit the kk ground I would... What did I really have to lose?

"We're losing her!" Doctors rushed in as nurses tried to bring me back. Everyone surrounding my lifeless body. Frantic, horrified at the fact that they might lose me.

"I want those people out of my hospital now!" A doctor yelled at the security officer.

They pulled the blanket off of me and got the defibrillator out. A young nurse, had not been working for about two weeks was handed it. She looked at the doctor and my life was in her hands.

"Clear!"

The first shock didn't do much. My chest pulsated but my heart wasn't beating.

"Up we go. C'mon kaden"

He held on to my fingers as I stood behind him helping him walk. He too that first wobbly step then the next. And I smiled.

"Yay! Good job!"

Weeks later he kept trying to walk. Attempt after attempt he failed but then got the hang of it. It was a happy and exciting moment but I had wished my mom was there to see him....

"CLEAR!"

Another shock to the chest my body jumped but my heart just wouldn't start to beat. The doctors looked at each other helplessly. The nurse that had given me the shocks put the defibrillator down, shaking her head in defeat.

"Denise you grab that and you work on her. We are not losing this little girl."

"Dr. Sydney I ca.."

"We will NOT! Give up on this little girl till I say so!"

"NaeNae!"

I heard his little feet running towards my room, and his small little voice at the doorframe with his stuffed animal being strangled to death.

"NaeNae"

I sat up in my bed rubbing my eyes, drowsy, eyes bloodshot, yawning.

"Bad dream bubba?"

He nodded his head and ran over to my bed crawling up, and tucking underneath the covers in front of me. He looked up at me with those big brown eyes and all I could do was laugh.

"Comfortable in my bed?" He shook his head and grabbed his bunny closing his eyes. I sighed, pulled the covers up over him and myself and laid back down. 'How am I going to take care of you' I thought to myself looking at kaden.

"Clear!"

This was it. This was the last shock. My body jumped and everyone looked at the heart monitor........

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