The Help (MB)

Chapter 6

*Kenya's POV*

My 18th birthday was a week ago,and I when asked what I wanted to do for my birthday,I replied,"To go home." Mr. Johnson granted my wish,surprisingly,and let me go,but only for a day,and the girls had to stay there with him. We were all upset about the last part,but deep down inside,I was just happy to get the chance to go home. I didn't have to pack any bags,since I wasn't spending the night,and I didn't call anyone. I wanted it to be a surprise.

The first person i'd go see was Mama. I bet she'd be happy to see me. We had recently gotten news from the hospital that she was doing better,and that made me ecstatic. Once again,it took four hours to get to our destination,but with my excitement it seemed like forever. We finally arrived at the huge hospital,and I thanked the driver,telling him to stay where he was until I came out. I walked into the hospital,stopping by the little shop to buy Mama the largest bouquet of roses I saw. I payed the woman and happily marched up to the front desk.

"May I help you?" The lady asked,looking up at me and smiling. "Yes,can you tell me what room Alice Jean Hathorn is in?" I asked nicely,looking up at her. "Hathorn?" She asked. "Yes." I smiled,watching her type up a few things. She scrunched up her eyebrows,looking at me. "You said Alice Jean,am I correct?" She asked,looking a bit confused. My smile increased as I nodded once again.

"Oh,ma'am. We have her listed as to have passed away a month ago." She said,looking at me concerned. My smile slowly dropped,and I looked at her,my heart feeling as if it just dropped into my stomach.

"T-There is surely a mistake." I said,my shoulders drooping and tears welling up in my eyes. "I'm so sorry,ma'am." The lady looked truly sorry,and she looked at me as I walked away,slowly. How could we have just gotten a call that she was doing well? Why hadn't anyone told us she died? I didn't even get to go to the funeral! I thought she was getting better! I slowly sat down in the waiting room,a blank look on my face as the tears fell nonstop. How will the girls take this? We can't afford this! Why did she have to die? I rested my head on my hands as I broke down,sobbing loudly,my shoulders heaving. I couldn't take this. My flowers had dropped to the floor,and people were staring at me. I stayed in the same position,crying and all,for at least 30 minutes. I slowly stood,starting to walk towards the door.

I bet I looked an absolute mess. I already knew my eyes were puffy,and my hands shook uncontrollably. I saw the limo waiting in front of the hospital,and I slowly walked to it,opening the door and getting in. I laid down on the seat,my mind a tornado. "Where to next,ma'am?" The driver asked,looking at me in the rearview mirror.

"343 Sycamore Dr." I responded,my voice raspy,my heart aching for the one person that would surely make me feel better. We drove for about 10 minutes,and I felt the limo stop. I got out,walking towards the small house. I wiped my tears from my eyes as I knocked on the door five times,a thing Marquan and I did to know it was one another. I heard footsteps,and his voice on the inside ask,"who is it?" I said nothing,just stood there,looking at the concrete. He slowly opened the door,and I looked up at him,seeing his eyes light up and a smile come to his face.

"KENYA!" He looked at me,and I managed to smile sheepishly,as another tear rolled down my cheek. I hugged him with all my might,breaking down again as I did at the hospital. "What's wrong?" He asked,hugging me back. "Sh-She's dead,Quan." I said,my voice barely audible. "Who's dead?" He asked,looking at me,concern filling his eyes. "Mama! And I-I didn't even know! I went to the hospital today,they said she's been dead for a month! A month!" I said,and he let me vent to him as he kept hugging me,letting me cry on his shoulders. We stayed that way a few minutes,and just as I let go,I heard a voice behind him.

"Marquan,I thought you were gonna bring me ice cream..." I heard behind him. A girl that was a few inches shorter than me came up beside him,looking at me. She had a nose piercing and blue and blond hair. Basic. "Who the hell is this?" She asked,and I looked at Marquan,raising my eyebrows for an explanation. "K-Kenya,this is Zonnique. She's my-" "His girlfriend." She finished,looking at me. My mouth dropped as I backed away slowly. Only then did I notice how huge and round her belly was,and my whatever was left of my heart shattered right then. I started to turn,when I heard Marquan say "Kenya,wait. I can ex-" I tiredly held up my hand,pinching the bridge of my nose with my eyes closed and shaking my head.

"Don't." I simply said,making my way back to the limo. I had no more tears. My mind was blank. I sat down,looking straight ahead as I saw Marquan trying to walk to the car in the corner of my eye,but Zonnique kept pulling him back. He was getting cursed out,bad. "Where to,ma'am?" The driver then asked me. I just looked straight ahead,nodding my head. "You can just take me home." I simply said. We rode in silence,and I fell asleep,taking a four hour nap. When I felt the truck stop,I opened my eyes and stepped out,thanking the driver. I walked up to the front doors of the house,not knowing how I was going to break the news to my sisters.

I walked into the house,and saw Peyton at the kitchen table,looking up at me. "Why are you back so earl....." She stopped when she saw me walk over to the kitchen table and sit down.

"Go get Amaya and Penny,please." I said,my voice raspy. She stared at me a moment,then nodded,running up the stairs. I saw Chresanto and Rayan come down the stairs,entering the kitchen to get a snack. They quickly looked at me as I sat there,expressionless. They glanced at each other and continued what they were doing,walking over to the fridge and getting out some grapes. Peyton,Penny,and Amaya soon came down,happy to see me back.

"How's Mama? Did she smile when she saw you? What'd she say?" Penny said,a smile on her face. "Whoa,what's with your face?" Amaya asked,looking at me and raising her eyebrows with concern. "She was probably very happy to see Mama. Tell her Kenya. Their called happy tears." Penny said,and I looked at them,shaking my head.

"Mama.....Mama's gone." I said,my voice small. "W-What to you mean,Mama's gone?" Peyton asked.

"She died." I said,and my heart tore some more as I saw Penny tear up instantly. "What do you... We just got a call not too long ago. Is this a joke?" Amaya asked,and I shook my head no,pulling all three of them into a hug as they sat there and cried. Me? I didn't cry. I had no more tears left. My heart was destroyed,and I was just exhausted. Exhausted from the news I found out today,exhausted from what I saw back at Marquan's house,exhausted with life.

"What are we gonna do now?" Penny asked,looking at me with puffy,red eyes. "I-I don't know. Maybe they'll let us stay here. We have nowhere else to go.." I mumbled.

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