|Chapter 8|

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Hazel

While printing her pictures for the project, Ava and August come in to of course bother me. I couldn't even bring myself to gather up the courage to tell the story for the first time aloud.

"Can you tell me now?" Ava asks me, clearly becoming more and more fascinated learning more about herself.

"I said wait til I'm done printin these pictures."

"But you takin too long."

"I just got back here."

"And we know it doesn't take that long to copy some damn pictures."

"Shut up August."

"Can you pleaseeeeeee tell it right now?" Ava whines.

"Ima tell you, baybeh, cause she playin." August says sittin down. "Aight so look, me and Hazel did some grown up stuff-"

"She said how her birth went not how she got here." I playfully rolled my eyes.

"Aight, aight chill man I'm gettin there. But yea I took your mama out to eat after we came from the doctors office and then after that we went to go get some gas. When we was comin from the gas station some nigga ran into us and we went to flippin and tumblin." He demonstrates how the car overturned with his hands. "Man whoever that was made my ass fly through the windshield and go rolling on the ground, right? Then they had the nerve to run me over, so I was usin my arms to crawl o-"

"That is not what happened Ava." I laugh at her expressions as August spoke.

"Yes it is! How would you know?"

"No nigga how would you know? Yo ass was knocked unconscious." I say makin Ava laugh.

"That ain't funny." He says makin a straight face.

"Then what happened?" Ava faces me. "The right thing."

"He was right about the doctors appointment, goin out to eat, and the gas station, but after the car hit us, your daddy got knocked out."

"You was scared?" Ava asks.

"Yea cause I was basically all by myself."

"Awww da baybeh was scared." August cooed as he gets up and hugs me. "You good cause I'm here now."

"Yeah I am now shut up and let me tell the story." I push him off me.

"Yea." Ava looks at him and frowns before bringing her finger up to her lips. "SHHH!!"

"Shhh!!" August mimicks her.

"But anyway I didn't wanna call the police cause they sometimes take entirely too long to get there and plus their operators ask wayyyy too many questions and sometimes it be soundin like they don't even care. I ended up textin Juan and Javier and they called the police as they came to help me, but when I felt your head is when I lost it."

"Ahhhh!!" I scream in pain and lean over. "Somebody please help me!"

Nobody wants to stop and help me, and the fact that they can see we were in an accident and still don't stop to help stresses me more. I'm all alone and scared because my boyfriend is knocked out and I don't know whether my baby girl is still alive or possibly dead because I'm bleedin like crazy.

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