Shade:
I was sitting in this plastic chair rocking back and forth waiting for my daddy to show up. I can't believe we just buried my grandpa. Now its a strong possibility I could lose my granny. I sat amongst family I really didn't know all that well and Shyne was one of em'. I noticed she kept giving me this sideways smirk and then she'll rub her stomach as if she had a secret to tell. Erica was distraught hell, she didn't even acknowledge my presence. Jarvis, what could I say about him: he looked like a broken man and to be honest: I wish I could roll his ass down a flight of stairs.
I sat there biting my nails as Papa Jeremiah sat beside me "How you holding up baby girl," I leaned my head on his shoulder "I don't wanna lose my granny, papa," he rubbed my back and said "We're not gonna lose her, Quiana is a fighter," I pulled away from him and looked at him real good "Why do keep calling granny Quiana?" he looked at me and smiled "That's the name she was given baby girl. Y'all have been calling her Quilla so long y'all have simply forgotten her name," he smiled and coaxed me back to his shoulder. I laid there and cried because I had no idea what to expect next.
Shyne:
I can't even believe I'm up here. If it had not been for momma screaming at the top of her lungs then I wouldn't have showed my face. Granny Quilla ain't never did shit for me but give me a hard time and Papa Jeremiah, (scoffs) don't get me started.
Daddy sat in his wheelchair like a wounded man. He hasn't said a single word since we last left this place a few months back. I could see Shade looking in my direction and every time she would I would rub my stomach. Yes, I'm pregnant by her dead boyfriend so fuckin what, who cares really. I wish they would hurry the fuck up. They've been back there for almost a hour. The shit was getting nerve wrecking and I needed a cigarette.
I stood up and stretched and looked at my momma all crying and shit "Momma?" she wiped her tears "What Shyne?" I sucked my teeth "Look, I'm about to go to the courtyard and have a smoke," she looked at me like I had done slapped her face "Smoke? While you pregnant?" ugh, she make me sick "Yes, while I'm pregnant," and with that I snatched up my purse and headed towards the elevators.
Erica:
I didn't know which way was up anymore. We just buried Detroit Hustle and now my mama is hanging on by a thread. Life couldn't get any better than this. I looked over at Jarvis and shook my head. He had been a pain in my ass since the whole warehouse incident. I hate to say this but I liked the niggah better when he was drinking and hanging out at the strip club.
I looked over at my father and smiled. He's been so out if sorts lately. I wondered what's goin on with him and momma. At the funeral their relationship looked strained as if they were at their wits end. I will have to talk to him when this is all over. I looked over at Shade and I honestly didn't have the courage to reach out to her in her time of need. I put my head down and cried. I had no idea how long I was in that state but I soon felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and there stood Shade.
"Momma, I know this is not the right time but, did I hear Shyne correctly?" I put my head down "What did you hear exactly," she looked at me like I had two heads "She said she was pregnant mama, is that true?" "Yea baby, its true," Shade sat back "Wow, she's going thru more than we are it seems," I looked at her "What do you mean?" she sighed "Mama, she has to bring a child in this world without he or she knowing its father," I nodded my head "Yea, I didn't know much about Blaze but-" Shit! Shade looked at me "Blaze? You mean Tribal right?" I just looked at her trying to read her to no avail. She didn't expect me to answer that did she? "Shade, Umm," she threw her hand up to stop me from talking and stormed off.
Mississippi Red:
I found out that Quiana was at Sinai and I told the girls to go get changed. I climbed out of my monkey suit and threw on one of them button ups the girls had got me for father's day. I met them down stairs and they were crying all over each other. I snatched up the keys and we headed out. It took us about 45 minutes to get to the damn hospital. I couldn't even park the car good enough before they were hoping out like popcorn in a hot pan of chicken grease. I had to play catch up but I didn't wanna move to fast. I was not prepared at all for this day. My intentions were to just come back to this place and spit on the grave of the man that took so much from me.
