Bitter Baby Mama

Houston

Wow I just couldn't believe that at one time I actually loved this bitter ass woman. You would think with her dying and not having much time left she would try and make amends for the horrible things that she put people through. Not Kori. That was too much like her doing right.

"So, what the fuck you got to say standing there? You think I care that you are sad? You think I actually give a fuck about you? Well guess what I don't. So, yea, I figured that all this time me giving you hell and sending you to jail was worth it. You have been fighting for a kid that's not even yours." She said and started laughing so hard that she went into a coughing spell.

I walked up closer to her and started thinking about all the horrible things that she has put me through since the beginning. All the hurt and pain she has caused me and Dallas and the bullshit that you have done to Delvyn. I was over this and her. I was fucking done. It was time I end this.

"You do see me sitting here coughing up a fucking lung, right?" She said still coughing and reaching for her cup.

"For so many years I have been by your side. I have stuck with you when I should have walked away. I have given you chance after chance and you still fucked me in the end. Now, you are telling me that in all of this shit my son, the one I watched coming out of your diseased pussy, the one I took care of when your ass was out being a fucking hoe, the one I gave baths to, fed, clothed is not my fucking son? IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE TELLING ME?" I knew by now all the emotions that I had been holding back were finally spilling out.

"Help me Houston. III can I can't bre?" I saw her struggling.

"You can't breathe? And you think I give a fuck because you are dying? You think I care that you wasted your life on making mine a living hell and now the one person that loved you and gave you everything you shitted on? Well guess what Kori, I don't. You have ruined my life, Dallas life and Delvyn life and for what? Nothing. For that you deserve to rot in hell." I said walking closer to her. You could see the look for terror and pain, but the old Houston who gave a fuck was no more.

"Before I help you I have one question. Did you ever tell anyone that I wasn't Dallas's father?" I had to know.

She shook her head no.

"Are you sure about that?" I had to be sure.

She shook her head no.

"Well I am going to help you Kori finally have peace. Not because of you, not because of anything you have done, but because of Dallas. Yes, Kori I am going to help you."

I grabbed a pillow that was in the chair next to the bed and I walked closer to her.

"Wh What are you do?" She tried to get out, but her coughing was too much for her.

"What I am going to do is help you on your journey to hell. I am going to personally make sure that you never hurt me, my son or anyone else again." I said.

I watched as the tears fell from her face. I didn't care because just like her they were fake.

"When you get to hell Kori, I want you remember the pain you caused as you are getting the pain back." I placed the pillow over her face. She tried to struggle and scratch me but when she wasn't paying attention I put on my gloves.

Once she stopped moving I heard her heart monitor go flat-lined. I hurried up and took the pillow out with me and made sure everything I brought with me was gone.

I threw the pillowcase away and then I put the pillow in another room. I was going to make sure that this never got out.

I walked back past the nurse's station into the waiting area like I hadn't been there. I could hear the code blue and the nurses running down the hall.

After a few minutes one of the nurses walked in. Dallas was laying in my arms and Ms. Korrin was asleep.

"Mr. Woodson," She said, and we all stood up. I'm sorry to tell you that Ms. Woodson has died. I'm sorry for your loss." She said.

Ms. Korrin instantly started screaming and Ashley was holding her with tears running down her face. I sat there and looked at my son who was just sitting there. I looked back at the nurse.

"Thanks Melinda." I said. She nodded her head and walked out the room.

After a minute Ashley came over to me.

"I am going to take mama home. You just take Dallas home with you. Thank you for being here Houston. You didn't have to, but you did.

I nodded my head not saying anything and walked away carrying my son over my shoulders. I tried to keep the smile off my face, but it was hard. Once the door of the elevator closed I let the smile appear.

Karma is a bitch