Lock & Key

21

RAHLYN

10 hours later(4:00am)

It was 10 o'clock when we left the hospital,since we had to make a hard decisions regarding to Regins death. Of course they didn't take the news quite well or at all if you want to get technical. Surprisingly, mama lived but is in critical condition. So when the doctor told us that she lived and was just unconscious and her heart stopped they started to corporate.

We soon found out that she also suffers from pneumothorax.
pneumothorax is caused by to much air entering between the lungs and chest wall, pushing against the lungs which can make them collapse. But since we got her to the hospital it can be treated an cure within the time span of one to two weeks,if treated with the proper medication.

With all of my 21 years of living, i never heard of that. So of course im thinking that is bullshit,but it is real.

With this disease being curable doesnt mean mama can't die from it,because its fatal. So that left worry in our hearts and on our mind twenty-four eight.

Not making the situation better Travis and Latrell has turned to liquor to mourn. They had all sorts of alcoholic beverages ranging between brown and white.

"Leave me the fuck alone! I dont care what yo ass think Kylie! You always making shit about you and what you think!" Travis yelling snapped me out of my daze.

"Whats going on?" I focused my attention to my once favorite couple who was going at eachothers neck endlessly.

"She always trying to tell me what to do! Ima grown ass man! Ion need her pregnant fat ass!" He yelled harsh words directly at her. His eyes blood shot red and low, lets not mention the blunt dangling from his lips.

"Travis! Dont call her that! She is not fat, she beautiful and glowing" I glared at him. I wanted him to say something else hurtful about her weight.

"Man gone with that shit, ain't nobody stuntin yo ugly ass or her ugly fat pregnant ass" he smirked at the end of his sentence.

I believe it was the cold hearted smirk that ticked me off or the fact that he was drunk and I wanted to knock him sober but I punched him dead in his throat.

"Call her out of her name again,watch you wake up bald and missing some teeth" i gritted.

"You ok khy?" I turned to face her. She had tears threating to fall.

"Yeah...he is just drunk" she replied, when we both knew drunken minds were sober thoughts.

"That gives him no right to talk like that towards you" I walked her out of the living room to the dining area.

"Did I make the right choice? I should've had an abortion. I should've went to school. If I had, I wouldn't be pregnant, Reign would be alive and mama wouldn't be in the hospital" she cried.

If Travis would've kept his mouth closed she wouldn't be in here blaming herself for what the devils spawn has caused.

"Its not your fault babe" I comforted her " at all you just was at the wrong place. "

"How it isnt my fault Ray? Im pregnant by my rapist. I let them do this to me!" He shouted while tears coated her face.

"Its not! Trust me!" I yelled back but I didnt mean to it just happened. It seems like ive been arguing all day about everything and everybody.

"I trusted yall to get me home where I would be safe. I put my trust in yall for days. I trusted yall but ended up hurt in the long run. If it was you, it wouldve been different. I would've been Halle Berry on some 'The Call' shit." She said calmly and exited the dining area going upstairs.