Chapter 17 Lamar POV
"You have a beautiful family" The doctor said. My son born at 3:30 in the morning. October 23 2017, Polo Anthony Pendleton. Man this lil guy had my face with his momma nose. I'm already in love with him. I was holding him for the longest looking at all his features. This was my lil mini me all the way can't nobody tell me this ain't my child. His eyes light brown like mine, his eye brows thick at the top and get skinny towards the end, his skin complexion the perfect shade of brown just a little darker, lips kind of plump but not fully, and his little dimple he has on the right side of his cheek he get that from his momma. "He look just like you" Mechila said. "Yeah" i responded eyes still locked on him. We had the baby for a few until the doctors came in. "Hey ms Gibson the baby is under good condition and has no problems but you and him will have to spend 1 night here then on the 25th you can take him home." The doctor said. "Ok that's fine" she said. "Alrighty and congratulations" the doctor said leaving. Me and mechila really didn't speak and i didn't care Polo had my full attention. I spent about 2 hours with Polo then i went to the hotel. I had took a picture of Polo before i had left. I walked into Wynter room and i seen her sleep. I laid down next to hair and started rubbing her back. "Baby..." i said tryna wake her. She ainn wake up. I slapped the shit outta her ass. "OUCH damn lamar" she said rubbing her eyes. I busted out laughing when she screamed my name. "Shut up that's not funny, anyways how is your baby lamaaar" she said smiling. I took out the picture of Polo and showed her. "Oh my gosh that is yo little mini me damn he look just like you" She said jaw dropping. "I know right" i said smiling. "Awe what's his name?" She asked. "Polo Anthony Pendleton" i responded. "Ahhh he so cute" she said. We talked about polo and allat for a few until Wynter phone ranged. "Hello?... yes this Wynter.... ohh hey DJ.... you Ight? .... alright alright I'm coming" she said hanging up the phone. "Who is DJ?" I asked scrunching up my nose. "She is a little girl in our first class and i sat next to her when mechila took my sit" she said giving off a fake smile. I laid back on the headboard and turned on the tv. "Alright baby I'm finna handle some business and I'll be back" she said coming up to me and kissing my forehead.
Wynter POV
I drove down to DJ apartment complex and knocked on door 315. "Come in!" DJ yelled. I walked in and saw her and Emanuel on the floor. "Wassup?" I asked taking my jacket off. "..." silence is all i heard. "Wynter you gotta swear on your life you won't tell please don't please" DJ said. What the hell did she just bring me into. "Yeah i promise" i said squatting down on the floor. "Well me and Emanuel have been together for a long time as you know and it's been great but recently both of our parents passed.. Emanuel dad was a drug lord and got shot from a drive by, his mom started going crazy after the death of his dad and left and took everything. With me a couple weeks ago my family was in a fire. I was at after school cheer practice and i found out when the police told me. Me and Emanuel are homeless and we were wondering if we could come live with you Wynter..." DJ spoke. "Man ion even kno this girl and you want ha to take us in the fuck..." Emanuel said. Emanuel had to be about 5'10 he was dark skin/ brown skin, he had twist only on the top of his head with the sides shaved off, his eyes were little like almond shaped and his lips were full. "Damn that is a lot but listen my life ainn all perfect either and i know living with me would be better then nothing but ion wanna put y'all through what i go through... i can still ask and allat but don't loose hope Ight i will try to take y'all in." I said getting up. This girl made me leave my baby for a conversation we could have on FaceTime. Nah it prolly wouldn't be the same. They thanked me so much. "Wait how did y'all afford living here?" I asked. "I sell drugs and I'm in a gang so regardless I'm going to have small money but DJ just wants us to be safe" Emanuel said. I nodded and walked out. As i was walking to my car i could smell weed. Loud. I ignored it honestly none of my business. Until the smell got stronger, strong to the point i could get high from just smelling it. This wasn't no ordinary blunt yo this was laced. I followed my nose to a empty parking lot. No hell nah this is a kidnap scenario. As i was walking away i heard a big crash. Boom! I turned my head around and could not believe what i saw. Kanya, on the cold Concrete ground with drugs all around her. Self harm marks all over her arm and wrist. "KANYA!" I screamed running over to her. She looked at me with low eyes both blood shot red and low. "What the fuck kanya!?" I yelled. "Wynter i don't want to do it no more" she said breaking down. I grabbed her and picked her up bridal style. I carried her to my car and put her in the passenger seat. I got into the front seat and looked down at my arms. Blood. I looked over at Kanya and saw the self harm marks were new. Long deep cuts. "I just can't anymore Wynter i don't i just can't" Kanya said crying onto my shoulder. I turned the ac and leaned her chair back. Knowing this was going to be a long conversation...
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The Rose In The Concrete
FantasyDid you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete Proving nature's laws wrong it learned 2 walk without having feet Funny it seems, but by keeping its dreams it learned 2 breathe fresh air Long live the rose that grew from concrete ...