Aftermath

11

"Hazel? You're ... what's going on?"

"Momma I'll explain it to you later."

"Later!? It's been nearly 16 years and you're going to explain it to me later? You're dead! I buried you." She said struggling to process this new information.

"Momma this isn't the right time."

"The right time!? My grandbaby is in the hospital, I didn't even know she was gone! And you're here in... the flesh." She said while walking over to Hazel to touch her face.

"No I buried you." She said shaking her head. Dropping her hands to her side like she was a child who touched a hot stove after being told no.

"Momma this isn't the right place."

"The hell it is."

"I hate to come in between this...  whatever this is. But we have more important things to discuss."

Rodney said interrupting.

"You have some Fucking nerve, you got my grand baby's father killed."

"Now that's a lie, Amir is alive and kinda a pain in my ass."

That was my cue.

"Yeah we out, come on Dijon."

"Where the hell do you think you're going? Tell us where Amir is!" Rodney yelled at me trying to invade my personal space.

"First, you need to back your bitch ass up. I ain't telling you shit, I want to handle him myself."

"I am your father you'll do what I say."

That made me laugh. Actually made me double over. Who the fuck do he think he is?

"My father? Is that what you're calling yourself nowadays? You're a sperm donor motherfucker that's it."

"Shiloh Rodney Young! You will tell us where Amir is or I'll make your life and meadow life a living hell."

"You must lost all of the marbles you think you had if you thought threatening me was a smart move and as for meadow you ain't gonna touch her." Now it was my turn to get in his face.

"Rodney you threatened my daughter again and I'll blow your fucking head off." Hazel said from behind us.

"Before I go y'all got some explaining to do for my sake and Mrs.Brown."

"You sure the hell do! Start talking." Mrs.Brown yelled eyeing Hazel and Rodney.

"Momma not now."

"I'll talk as long as you tell me where Amir is."

I looked over to Hazel ignoring Rodney. He was becoming frustrated and seeing his face turn red was hilarious.

"I didn't mean to kill your uncle, I was so caught up in rescuing Amir that I wasn't aware of the scheme him and Rodney was putting together. I just wanted him out of my life." She said barely above a whisper.

When everyone in the room stayed silent Hazel began to speak again

"I didn't know that it was suppose to play out that way to look real, I didn't know he had a brother I didn't know shit. Him and Amir was plotting before he even got me in the picture. No one expected me to kill him, but I thought he was Rodney and I thought I would be free but it just went downhill from there."

"You let her kill your own brother?"

"Survival of the fittest."

I lost it. I'm usually laid back but this motherfucker really push my buttons. He's right here in my face trying to justify why he let Hazel kill my uncle.

"I should be putting bullets in you
right now!" I yelled. Seething with anger trying to get to Rodney but Dijon was holding me back.

"Get the fuck off of me! I should kill you!"

"I'll like to see you try, your mother tried to do it and how you think that worked out for her."

It was so much commotion that we didn't see Meadow waking up.

Meadow

"What's going on?" I  said my voice cracking while looking at the figures in the room. There were so much yelling my ears were ringing.

"Who are you?" I said louder since no one looked my way.

Some woman with sandy brown hair told everyone to be quiet while walking closer to the hospital bed.

"Meadow, how are you feeling baby?" The familiar women said. I know her but I can't place her.

"I'm fine but who are you? I asked looking confused.

"I don't know how to put this but I am your mother." She said smiling weakly.

She looked nervous. When I didn't respond her smile slowly dropped while she played with her hands.

"Mother? My mother is dead." I finally responded.

"Let me explain."

"That's not possible, my mother is dead!"

I said my voice getting louder and louder by the minute.

"Meadow-."

"You're dead! Get the Fuck away from me! Where's Shiloh?!" I said while lashing out. Out of all the people in the world that I could call for and I called out for Shiloh. My heart got to get it together.

"I'm right here shawty calm down."

My body relaxed at the sound of his voice.

I slowly closed my eyes again when I figured it was safe. When I opened them, I saw Shiloh slumped in a chair next to my bed looking uncomfortable with a comforter draped across his body.

"Shiloh." I whispered softly.

Immediately he woke up ready for war.

"What meadow?! Who is it?! The fuck they go!?" He panic.

"No shiloh I want you to come here."

He sigh but tenses up again at my request.

"Meadow-"

"No strings attached, I have bigger shit to worry about than my feelings for you, I want to tell you how I want to deal with my family."

"And how's that?"

"I want to kill them, one by one. I want to take over whatever my father has control over."

"Meadow you can't be serious shawty, you know I want to kill your father as badly as you do but what is your reasoning?."

"I can't get over the fact that they left me."

"You need to talk to Dijon, he wants to get in on that shit not me."

"Dijon is a idiot, he wants to be apart of my family so bad... actually that might work."

"After this there's no going back."

"They won't even see it coming."