That's My Baby

One Must Die

   There was a loud shatter downstairs. My dad picked up his baseball bat and made his way towards the stairs. It was dark, the only light source was shining through from a window on top of the doorway. The blaring from the alarms was disorienting. He felt a breath before a shove sending him toppling down the marble staircase. He lay there unable to move. Blood dripping into his mouth from his head. His ankle broken so he can't escape his pursuer.
The blood was getting into his eyes but he managed to see a black leather handbag with a red crest on the handle. He looked up at the stairway listening to the click clack of the shoes as the pursuer made their way toward his crippled body. "Why?" He said wincing, gasping for air. "What's all that noise Trey?" said my mom making her way down the hall. "No honey run back!" the pursuer kicked my dad in the jaw before whipping out a gun and shooting my mom in the back three times. Afraid to get caught they fled. "God stay with me" he cried. "Stay with me" and everything was dark.
My dad was constantly at the hospital for a consecutive week. I didnt know what was going on so I didn't end up going to the hospital until today. My dad was rolling around in his wheel chair until my mom awoke. He spun around hearing the click clack of heels coming down the hall with the black leather bag dangling from her wrist. Then it all came to him. "Hey Jasmine! Sorry about last week, cam we talk in the room next door?" he asked. She opened the door allowing him to roll in their first before slamming the door. "You must think I'm fucking stupid" he growled. "Look here old man" Jasmine said approaching him. Jasmine grabbed a nearby sheet and wrapped it around his neck. Trey managed to grab a nearby colostomy bag and squeezed it all over her blouse. "You fucking bastard!". They wrestled for several minutes before Jasmine finally managed to grab the sheet. With his legs unable to function she tossed him out the window. The wind caught sail of the blanket. He closed his eyes "I love you Valerie" the blanket snagged onto a tree before his neck snapped with a hard crunch.
   "Hello? Whose this?" I answer holding the phone close to my ear. "Its ya mama boy" my mom wept. "Why you callin' from this number? Where's Dad?" I ask growing more concerned. "He's umm..." you could hear her voice quivering. "Mama! Don't sit here and play games with me" I say sternly. "Vier watch who you're talking to... I'm too old for this, I'm not putting up with this BULLSHIT!" she yells sniffling. "Okay mama, I'm sorry. I just really want to know what's wrong with you" I ask pulling myself back together. "Your father hung himself on the tree outside the hospital". "The hospital? What are you doing there?" I ask. "Don't worry about what I'm doing here just get down here now.
I walk through the door and up to the seventh floor. "Hey mama" I said with a bouquet of flowers behind my back. "I should be leaving now" said Blu quickly grabbing her stuff. We exchanged eye contact before looking away "So what happened? Why are you all hooked up?" I ask placing my hand on her thigh. "I don't know I've been sleep for a week but from what I remember... Everything was loud and I heard two people conversating so I walk to the stairs and your dad looks horrible, there was blood everywhere. And someone was standing over him, He yelled for me to run and I was shot in my back three times" she said leaning back into the bed. "And I woke up a few hours ago to find some very big men telling me that my husband--your father..." she couldn't finish her sentence. "Hey mama, we'll get through it together" Blu said grabbing my hand and my mother's hand. I brushed my thumb across the back of her hand. Blu stormed out of the room as I quickly followed behind her.
"Vier Washington what the fuck is your problem?!" Blu said. "I want you" I inch closer before she scoots further creating a bigger gap "You dont want me, I was just to pass time" she folded her arms glaring. "I would never" I said pulling her closer to me until we were only a step apart. "Dont touch me, you slept with that Jasmine skank and now you think imma just take you back?!" Blu said tilting her head. I pulled her in for a long kiss the space between us was getting warm. "What happened to forever?" I whisper. "I don't know but Jasmine surely knows where forever is" before Blu could walk away I just held her. "Vier... You are probably the dirtiest nigga on the planet" She started to walk off. "But you held my hand back there" I whine. "What is this to you? seventh grade? me holding your hand doesnt mean shit, it was for your mom" she pressed the elevator button waited a minute or two and hopped on without a glance back.
   I knocked on Jasmine's door. "Yes?" she answered posing at the doorway.  "Can I come in?" I ask. "What brought you to my little apartment daddy?" she said switching as she guided me to the living room sofa. "Did you hear about my dad?" I ask slowly pulling my gun out of my waist band. "No, would you like something to drink though?". "Umh I'll just have a water thanks" I sat there waiting, the gun was concealed by my shirt but I needed the right time. "You look nice Jasmine" I said holding the gun tight on my torso.
   Jasmine cut up a pill of something and threw it in my water letting it get fizzy. "Why is my water all fizzy?" I ask thinking nothing of it. "I only have sparkling water" she replied. "Now back to what you were saying". Just then everything slowed down and blurred. "Jasmine... What did you do?" I slurred falling over.  "Vier are you okay?" she said coming over to pat me on the back. My eyes started to flutter until they closed.
   It was all black where I was. We were moving, fast. You could hear honking and the wind rushing past the car. I was in the trunk of her car "DAMN!" I hissed kicking the area between the trunk and the backseats. "Chill out back there bitch 'fore your ass gets shot!" She said without bothering to look back at the tiny slit she cut in the seat. "Where are we going?!" I ask. The car screeches to a halt revealing a knife "Hoe didn't I tell you to be quiet?!" the car resumed moving and then i grabbed the knife. I stacked my hands on top of one another and started jabbing it into the key slot. The trunk was popped open and there I was on a freeway. The sun glared in my eyes. Unsteady I rose to a kneeling stance before jumping out onto the grass hill on the side of the hill. But Jasmine kept driving as if she didn't see her trunk fly wide open ... As if she had a new plan.