AMINA | 23
Dave East
I sighed as Amina phone went to voicemail again. I knew she was mad but damn I at least though that since she been blowing my shit up, she could atleast answer. I shook my head, I needed to go over there and get Gio his bottle washer and some fits for him. I got off my couch then walked into Gio's room to find Wey holding Gio.
She was reading him a book as he looked up at her with big curious eyes, something Amina should be doing. I been knew Wey, we grew up together and I used to fuck with her on and off. When Amina was fucking with that wack ass nigga, I was fucking with Wey, secretly.
She respected the whole no strings attached motto.
"Look, imma head out real quick, I gotta go pick up some from Amina's for lil man." I explain to her and she looked up and nodded her head.
I gave her and Gio a kiss on their head then headed out. I was mad at Amina for running away from her problems, she left the wack ass nigga, so what the fuck she had to leave entirely for? It was a childish move to me and it showed me how she moving if she can up and leave her kid like that.
I shook my head as I pulled up to her apartment then got out my car. I knocked a few times and still didn't get a response.I looked in the crook of her door and saw she still had her spare key. Her car was here so I figured she was just tryna ignore a nigga.
I unlocked her door then walked in her house and shut the door behind me.
"Listen, cut the bullshit, I'm here to get some of Gio shit and go." I yelled threw her house as I saw her downstairs was empty.
It wasn't any noise coming, from upstairs. Walking up the stairs I checked all the rooms and they were empty.
" Look Amina I don't have time for your childish ass games right now." I said walking into her room. See a hand on the bathroom floor, I ran over and saw Amina passed out with an empty pill bottle beside her.
It felt like I couldn't breathe. The girl I loved most wanted to die and I felt responsible. I can admit that I went too hard on her especially with not letting her see Gio.
Calling the ambulance, I told them the situation. Trying to do C.P.R , she still wasn't moving. I didn't feel any movement nor did I feel a pulse. Trying this five more times, it still didn't work. I began to grow frustrated at the thought of what if this is it?
Sliding down the wall, I began crying into my hands remembering how I treated her. I did her horrible, cheating, name calling, and throwing what I did for her in her face.
Amina was a down chick, who really showed me different, she gave me my son and all I did was fuck things up for her.
The ambulance pulled up and rushed her to the hospital. Speeding behind them, I quickly called Wey and explained everything to her.
The doctor quickly rushed Amina to the back and I was a nervous wreck. I call all her family and friends which wasn't many since she dropped them for me.
It's been hours since they took her and it still wasn't any feed back.
Walking up to the desk, "Is there any news on Amina Johnson?" I asked the nurse in a desperate tone.
Before she could speak the doctor came out.
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Fantasy18-year-old Amina Johnson grew up in the wealthy side of New York. She was homeschooled all her life, she didn't have very many friends, all she had was her grandma. She was naive in every which of way, which could be good and bad. When her mom ge...