Quest for Love

Chapter 8

Not even knowing I dozed off, I wake up hearing my phone ring, indicating someone was Facetiming me. Grabbing my phone seeing who was calling, I answered it.

"Hello."

"Did I wake you, my bad. What you doin?" Deondre said through the phone. He was sitting up in his hospital bed, looking a lot better since this morning when I left.

"Nah, you good. I was taking a nap. What you doing?" I asked glad it was now dark so he couldn't see my face.

"Watching TV. My brothers left so it's just me in the room but your boys still outside. Brandon told me you wasn't coming by tonight cuz something came up, what happens when you got there?"

"Nothing really. He just told me what I wanted to know and we dipped. When they say you can be released?"

"Hopefully tomorrow or Sunday. I'm praying tomorrow though, I'm tired of being cooped up this hospital. These damn nurses touching all on my dick, smiling at me, tryna give me their numbers and shit. I'm ready to go." Laughing at how mad he just got, I groaned at the pain of my jaw. "You good ma?"

Finally able to respond, "Yea, I'm good. I just slept wrong. How long you gone be up?"

"Giovanni, turn on the light. Let me see you girl." He smirked in the camera but I refused and hung up.

"Nah, I don't feel like turning the light on. Why you wanna see my face anyway, you seen me this morning?"

"What happened with your ex?"

"I already told you what happened. Can I call you back? I have to go to the bathroom." Putting my phone down on the dresser, I walked to my hallway bathroom to take a peek at my face. The whole right side of my face was swollen and I was starting to see bruising on the right side of my eye. Leaving out the bathroom, Ray was yawning on the couch.

"Could you call my doctor for me? I think my jaw may be sprained."

"Yea, keep putting ice on it so the swelling could go down."

After calling my doctor, Ray came in the kitchen and sat at the island watching me cook soup.

"This Deondre character, you trust him?" Ray asked me after a long silence.

"Honestly, I'm getting my feel on him. He seem pretty genuine but the whole car shootout got me questioning."

"Yea, me too. I met him once, but I remember Sean hanging out with him back in the day. You talk to Sean about it?"

"Not since the accident. We only touched basis for when I go back to Atlanta. I'm thinking about moving my mama out there with me. I got enough room for her there or I could buy her a house or something. I just don't want her here."

"End this bullshit first. Moving her out there right now isn't a good move, especially when ol girl plotting against you and what happened today. I really should've killed that nigga man."

"Nah, you don't want that death on you but you're right about this not being a good time. I'm just tired of this shit, ya know. Constantly, fighting with my past is exhausting. I didn't come back to the states for this."

"Giovanni, I got a question and I need you to be honest with me. When he was saying 'you owe me, and you said the baby was going to die anyway. What was that all about? I never knew you was pregnant?"

"I got pregnant around the time my modeling career was taken off...... He started getting mad jealous, talking about I was leaving him..... and kicking him to the curb now that.... the spotlight was on me." I winced in pain, going into one of my kitchen drawers and taking out Ibuprofen 800 pills. "I always told him that I'm not that type of person, I'm always loyal to those who is loyal to me. That night he came to my crib...... after Sean dropped me off and damn near beat me to death........ was the day I lost the baby. He knew I was...... having his baby, which why I don't .......understand why he expect me to owe him. The real problem is that....... the baby died but I survived...... I remember him sneaking into my hospital room after hours....... and he just sat by my bed and talked to me. He kept saying that he was...... keeping me alive only for the baby. After I had his baby, he was .........going to take the baby and kill me. After that night, he got caught..... and they had to move me to another room and that was when I experienced a miscarriage. He almost ruined my life." By this time, tears were falling from my face due to the pain in my jaw and reminiscing from my past and Ray was handing me some Kleenex to wipe my face.