Jasmine
I had just put Malaysia down for the night when I heard a truck speed into my apartment. The key turned in the lock and I stepped into the living room to see Marcus walking in. "Hey baby! Hold on, I'm putting the baby down." I said but he charged at me, knocking me into the wall. "You little bitch! You told my wife?!" He punched me in the nose. "Marcus please! Stop!" I screamed out but he just kept hitting me and hitting me. I could feel my eye closing as I attempted to block his hits. "How could you?!" He kicked me in the stomach. I curled up in a ball and held on to the my stomach. The pain was surging throughout my body. "Please stop!" I begged him but he kept beating me until I blacked out.
I woke up on the floor, unable to move, my body was so sore as I fought to get up. Malaysia was screaming to the top of her lungs and ain't no telling how long she was like that. I struggled, getting up and slowly walked down the hall to see about my baby. My eye was closed and my lip swollen. Dried blood was on my shirt. I reached the door to see him picking her up and cradling her. "Put my baby down you bastard." I whispered. He looked at me and smirked, putting Malaysia back in her crib. "Baby you look bad. Imma go run you a bath." He said walking past me to go in the bathroom. I turned to look at him, and it hurt so badly. "I need a hospital." I said as he came back into my room. "No. You need to learn how to keep your mouth closed. You told Raven about us. About Malaysia and she left me. Now I'm here isn't this what you wanted?" He said sitting down in my recliner in the corner. I shook my head no and collapsed to the floor.
Waking up a second time, this time I look around and realize I'm at the hospital. "Oh my baby!" I saw my mother jump up and run over to my bed. "What happened to you? Who did this?" She asked me. I looked over in the corner and saw Marcus standing there rocking Malaysia. He looked at me as if he was daring me to tell my mother that it was him. "I don't know." I whispered, and closed my eyes. I don't need him hurting my baby or me again for that matter. "Pastor thank the Lord for you! I'm so glad that you were able to get her here." I heard my mama say. I didn't wanna open my eyes but I knew she was trying to hug him, as if he is some kind of hero. "Thank the Lord that she is okay! Glory to the most high. Now I must go. I have to go tend to the mrs. she is sick." He said then leaving. Yeah she sick alright.. sick of his bullshit and I don't blame her. I thought he was a good man but I can see now that he isn't and I'm stuck with this man now because I have his child. "Baby. Now that he is gone. Tell me the truth. Why does your daughter look so much like him?" Mama pulled up her chair and I opened my eyes to look at her. "Now I may have been born at night. But I wasn't born last night. Is Pastor the married man in your testimony?" She asked grabbing my hand. I nodded my head as tears fell down my face. "Jasmine how could you?!" She stood up and looked at the door and that scum of a man has the nerve to call himself a man of the Lord!" She shouted looking towards the door. "Did he do this to you?" She asked and turned to look at me. I nodded my head yes again and this time she sat down and cried with me. "He is going to jail!" "No mama!! Please don't. I'm not ready to face all of this yet. I still love him. I won't press charges because I told his wife about us and I shouldn't have done that." I said. "I'm not talking to you right now Jasmine. I'm taking Laysia home with me until you get out of the hospital and get your self together." Mama picked up the car seat and bag and walked off leaving me to myself. I cried a little harder.
