You've been
Missin'
Out on all the chances you've been given
Is it something
Within
Holding you back instead of livingYour day is coming though it seems far
Things will be clear when you love who you are
Nothin' can stop you as long as you listen to your heartLift your head to the sky
And keep tryin'
Believe in you
And it will take you higher...Groove Theory – "Keep Tryin'"
N'Jobu couldn't breathe.
His father was telling him the unthinkable.
"Where is T'Chaka?"
"N'Jobu—"
"Baba, where is he?"
"He is in his quarters."
"And the baby? T'Challa, is he...?"
"Bast has blessed us with his life."
"I don't understand. How can she be dead?"
Dear sweet Bathwandwa, who waited her whole life to have this child with his brother. His loving sister who he had just sung to before his return to the States. How could she die giving birth?
"My son, we have sent the Royal Scorpion Fighter to bring you home. It should be there by now."
"I feel it outside, Baba."
"Come home. Your family needs you."
"I will, Baba."
Their communication ended, N'Jobu didn't bother to pack anything. He changed into a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt with his sneakers. Grabbing his cell phone, he called Califia.
"Hey," she said.
"I have to go home—"
"What? Did the baby come?"
"My sister-in-law...she didn't make it. She died while having the baby."
"Oh my God, N'Jobu! Wait...let me take you to the airport—"
"No, you stay with your grandmother. I'll get a ride to the airport. I don't know how long I'll be gone...a week maybe...I'll call you when I get there. I just got the call, my brother-"
"You don't have to explain. Just go, okay? Call me when you can. I'm so sorry, N'Jobu..."
N'Jobu felt his body shaking. He wished she was there with him, or that he could take her. He drew in a deep inhale, and when he exhaled he tried to think of all the tips he learned from Dr. Davis on how to bring down high stress. Breathing deep was the main one. Breathe deep and focus on one positive thing.
He thought of Califia's face, the look she had earlier when she was able to beat him with the stick fighting. The joy on her face when he picked her up and kissed her cheeks. Her joy. He concentrated on that and then he was able to bring down his heart rate. He was able to stop the shaking.
"N'Jobu?"
"Yes?"
"I'll pray for your family. Please give them my condolences, especially your brother. This is so awful, baby. I'm so sorry."
"Keep up with your practice and don't forget to get your paper done before Friday. You know how you procrastinate when I'm not looking at you-"
"Don't worry about me. Go to your family. I love you, and be safe."
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Black Boys Bloom Thorns First: Volume 1 (A Black Panther FanFic)
FanfictionPrince N'Jobu Udaku is the second son in line for the throne of Wakanda. While his older brother T'Chaka is being groomed to take on the mantle of King and lead their nation as the Black Panther, N'Jobu is being groomed to become the Ambassador of W...