Sweetest Taboo

Chapter One

A humiliated, embarrassed and teary eyed Anastasia as cleared out her locker at the Mayo Clinic. She couldn't believe she had just gotten fired or "let go" as her superior's had told her. When she was summoned by her superior's Anastasia thought that she was finally going to get that Director of the Dermatology department promotion she's been after for nearly four months now only for them to tell  her that they were going in a different route and had huge plans but those plans didn't include her. In actuality Mayo Clinic had fired five black doctors before they fired Anastasia and they were cleaning house to make way for white doctors who had just graduated so out with the black and in with the White. Anastasia was walking when she was stopped by Maureen, the hospitals receptionist. "Girl, if you don't wipe those tears for your face." She said, handing Ana a tissue. "I-I-I just don't understand why?" Anastasia questioned as she sobbed softly, breaking Maureen's heart. "Honey, what your not gonna do is walk out of this place and let these people see you like this. Now wipe those tears and walk out of here with your head held high, OK?" "Yes, I'm going to miss you Miss Maureen." Ana said hugging her "I'm gonna miss you too child." Before leaving, Ana dropped of her hospital ID and said goodbye to the Mayo Clinic for good.

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It had been five days since Anastasia had fired and holed herself up in her high rise Condo in downtown  Rochester, Minnesota. She had started sending out her resume to multiple hospitals across the country. This is what I get for not choosing John Hopkins Hospital. You would think that they would want to keep someone like Ana considering the fact that she has an IQ of 158 and graduated Stanford University when she was freaking 18, so really it's their loss and another hospitals gain. Ana's iPhone started ringing, Edie💖, she quickly answered. "So you don't know how to pick up your phone anymore?" Was the first thing Edith said to Anastasia causing to sigh. "I'm sorry Edie, I've been having a crappy couple of days." "What's wrong, my baby?" Asked Edith now concerned. "I got fired from my job-" "You got WHAT!!! Ana, baby you should have told me." She exclaimed watching as her husband Kleopus signaled for Edith to put the phone on speaker. "Ana, tell uncle Kleo what happened?" Kleo asked. Anastasia began tell then what had transpired five days ago "Sunflower, it's time for you to come back home to Los Angeles. There is literally nothing keeping you in Minnesota anymore, its better for you to be here with us then to be there and not have anyone at your side." Kleo said not leaving much room to argue. "Yes, uncle Kleo, I hear you but what am I gonna do with my furniture and car?" "Sell them or give them away to charity, I don't care! Just as long as you come home! Now I'm going to send the family private jet to you in the next three days." He said making Ana sigh but comply. "OK, you guys I have to go now so I can start packing. I love you." "We love you too sunny!"
Kleopus and Edith DuBois were my godparents who took me in at the age of 13 when my parents and their best friends passed on within 5 months of each other. Malcolm Prescott, my father passed on after getting into a car accident and was D.O.A (Dead on Arrival) while his wife and my mother Antoinette Prescott passed on five months later with a heart attack but we all knew that she died from a broken heart. During this time other family members didn't want to take me in, Kleo told Child Protection Services that he would rather die than   let me fall into the system and with the kind of money the DuBois' have, money talks and the CPS walked. They took me from Houston, Texas and brought me to the huge mansion in Los Angeles, taking me to the most expensive private school in the LA and paying for 4 years of Pre med at Stanford University and another expensive stay at John Hopkins' Medical school. They always said they wanted what's best for me and the best they gave! I hated it when they did that because I felt as if I was mooching off them and I wanted some sort of independency, but uncle Kleo and l had made a dead the if I ever failed a being independent, I would have to tuck my tail in between my legs and come home. So Los Angeles, here I come... Again!

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Hi👋, the name's Kelly and I'm to this who writing game so take it easy on me.