Why Don't You Love Me

Do I Know You

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I got down and went to go get my bag from the bartender. As I was walking out he shouted " But I didn't get ya name or ya number. " I blew him a kiss the walked down the street.

   When I got near the corner of the street, I started looking in my bag for my phone. Not looking were I was going I bumped into someone.

" I'm so sorry " I said starting to walk away. As the man looked my way his eyes shot up in surprise.

" Dawn." Was all he could say before he took me in his embrace.

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" Dawn, baby it's so good to see you. " The man said still holding me.

" Nigga if you don't get ya hands off me, you gone get cut." I threatened. " And I ani't ya baby "

   I don't know who he think he is, but ion know this nigga. How you just gone come up and hug somebody you don't even know. After about five more seconds he let go.

" You know you mad disrespectful, right. All up in my personal space and sh*t. Ion know were you from but we don't do that around here. " I told him.

" Im sorry " " But you don't know who I am do you." He asked.

" Did I or did I not just say ion know you man. You need to get out my face."

" Im guessing she didn't tell you. My name is James Rooks and about seventeen year ago I met the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on. We started dating and about three months later she told me she was pregnant. I was so happy, that I asked her to marry me so that we could bring the baby into the world the right way. She told me she couldn't because she was already married and that she wasn't going to leave him.That she wanted to live good and that she couldn't have that life if she stayed with me. Her name is Robyn Sumter."

   Why did this man feel obligated to tell me his whole life story. I mean we ain't close. One part of his story did stick out to me though. He said he had a baby by Robyn Sumter seventeen years ago.

Im turning seventeen at the end of the year and my mothers name is ROBYN SUMTER.

" My mothers name is Robyn Sumter. " I said

" I know and Im your father. " He replied.

   As soon as he said that I emptied my bag out on the ground. It was in here somewhere. I use to look at it every-night when I was little and ask god to please send him to rescue me. It was a picture of my FATHER.

   I held it up, my fingers trembling. He looked almost the same, like he hasn't aged a day since the picture was taken. I didn't waste know time taking him in my arms.

" Oh my god. I have waited so long to meet you. He has finally answered my prayers. " I cried overwhelmed.

" Its okay baby girl don't cry. Im here now that's all that matters, I love you."

" I have waited so long to tell you. I love you to."

   He looked at his watch with a worried expression.

" Its pretty let. Where were you headed? " He asked

" Oh...ummmm..I was...you know..just going for a walk. Yeah I was going for a walk, to umm clear my head." I lied

" Well its almost midnight, want me to take you home " He asked

" Well you see I don't exactly have a home anymore." I told him

" What do you mean you don't have a home anymore? Did they put you out? " He asked concerned

" No they didn't put me out. I ran away after I told Charles he wasn't my real dad."

" You know you could always come and live with me"

  This day at this moment was the happiest day of my life. I had finally met my father.