Africa (urban)

Chapter 13

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Africa POV

I guess I am back in square one. I have not parents for the time being. I have no boyfriend because I am selfish. I have no granny because I am selfish. I know what yall thinking? This girl couldnt possibly be this damn lonely. Well..The truth is..that I am. I have no friends. I keep to myself. Which is my fault once again. I just dont understand why I cant be normal. 

I want to have loving parents that are always concerned about me. I want a boyfriend and live happily ever after. But I cant. 

I went upstairs from the couch and entered my room. I went to my drawers and pulled out my scrapbook. I went over to my bed and opened the book. That first page was me, KJ, and Keith. We were a family. Now im alone. My baby is gone and Keith is too. 

FLASHBACK

I was in the kitchen making dinner. I had my baby's favorite. Mac and cheese and baked porkchops with collard greens. 

"Africa come here" I heard Keith say. 

"Im coming" I responded going up the stairs in no rush. I peaked into KJ's room and he was sleeping in his playpen. I reach our room and he has my phone in his hands.

"Yea wassup Kei"

"What is this shit?" He held my phone in his hand with my messages pulled up. I thought this was stupid so I played dumb.

"Thats my phone"

"Dont play dumb with me, you texting other niggahs, and sending pictures and shit"

"Keith, what are you talking about? That is not a ni-" POP!!

I held my stinging cheek, and felt hot tears run down my face. "Are you fucking kidding me?"

I couldnt say anything, my face hurted and my baby started crying. I started to walk out and he grabbed me. "Let me go Keith, KJ is calling for me"

He wouldnt let go so  I snatched my arm from him harder than expected. He was popped in the lip . I felt his intense glare and looked at him. His teeth was grinding against eachother. I knew I was about to get it. So I did something that I havent done in a while. I ran. I ran as fast as I could to KJ's room and once I got in I locked the door. He wasnt going to harm me anymore.

BANG! BANG! BANG! "Open the door..NOW". I put the rocking chair again the doorknob. 

I walked over to my baby that was shaking and picked him up. He was still shaking. I rubbed his forehead that was full of sweat annd kissed it.

"Come on baby. Stop shaking. Stop shaking for mommy." He was still shaking. His eyes started to get lazy. I reached in my pocket for my phone but it was in Keith and I's room. I needed a paramedic and I couldnt get to a phone. 

"Keith stop hitting the door ..I think he is having a seizure" I laid KJ on the floor and opened the door. Keith walked in and wen to KJ. He stood over him and handed me my phone. I slowly grabbed it and called 911.

"Hello 911, what's your emergency?" The operator said.

"My son is having a seizure and he wont stop shaking" I was crying more and shaking violently.

"Ma'am calm down, can you tell me your address?"

"3224 West 76th Street" I said panicking. KJ stopped shaking and seemed to go back to sleep.