Tis the day of Christmas Eve....but that doesn't mean there isn't any drama...
So we're back in Niyesha's P.O.V. And all I'm saying she is not too happy with her father.
Dedication?: Lisasofly213 once again. You're a huge fan of the book. Thanks for the love.
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Read my kiddies....
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Niyesha's P.O.V.
I turned around and saw the most cutest sight beside me. There was my Princeton, sleeping next to me. I mean until he started snoring again, then he just looked...okay. I got up from the bed, and started to get dressed. We got home pretty late last night, and everyone went straight to their rooms. I looked at the alarm clock and saw it was 2:30 P.M. I finished getting dressed, and went to brush my teeth. I washed my face, and when I looked back up, there was Princeton right behind me.
Niyesha: Jesus, man! You scared the hell out of me!
Princeton: That was kinda the point.
Niyesha: Oh shut up.
Princeton: Make me.
Niyesha: Wash your mouth first, and I'll see.
Immediately he washed his mouth, and face. I laughed seeing how serious he was about it. I grabbed up my coat, and bag, and was about to leave until he blocked the door.
Niyesha: What now?
Princeton: Where you going?
Niyesha: Gotta go to my Dad real quick.
Princeton: Want me to come?
Niyesha: I do, but I rather you not. I gotta handle some things.
He hesitated, but let me go real quick. I was surprised he did, but it seemed like he had something up his sleeve. I shook it off, and made my way to Jamaica Hospital. I signed in at the front desk, and made my way to my father's room. There he was sitting on the side of the bed, packing up some clothes.
Wait, what?
Niyesha: Dad? What are you doing?
Alejandro: Going home.
Niyesha: What do you mean? You're not suppose to be leaving until next Saturday.
Miranda: We let him go early.
I turned and saw Miranda standing at the doorway, with a clipboard in her hands.
Niyesha: But he almost died! Are you guys sure?
Miranda: Don't worry Niyesha. Your father is fine. Plus you'll spend Christmas Eve, and Christmas Day with him
My Dad continued to pack, not making any comments. He took out his iPhone, and dialed a number.
Alejandro: Hello...Yes, can I get a cab at Jamaica Hospital...Thanks.
He hanged up, grabbed his bags, and walked past me, as if I wasn't there. I followed him, and there was a cab outside the hospital, beeping its horn. We both got in, Miranda waving at us while we left.
The ride home was silent.
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We were in the living room, both quiet, not moving. Just breathing, and thinking. He seemed to be in his own world. But I needed to know the truth.
Niyesha: Dad, is Leandra my sister?
He snapped out of his gaze, and stared at me. He stood quiet. I took out the picture that LeeLee received in that mysterious box. The one where it had the same background as mine, and same date. I showed him it, and immediately he got angry.
Alejandro: Where did you find this?!
Niyesha: Leandra. She got it in the mail. Dad, is Leandra my sister?
I also took out my picture, the one with the same background and date. Although the two photos were printed out separately, if you put them together, you can tell that the background clicks together. You can tell we were at the same spot. Only someone cropped the photo, to make it seem we weren't ever at the same place.
Niyesha: Please, Dad just answer the question! Is she or is she not?!
Alejandro: YES!...Yes she is....
I started to tear up, wondering why he would keep such a secret away from me. Why were LeeLee and I separated at birth? What was the purpose?
Alejandro: When your mom was pregnant, she was pregnant with two. It was you and Leandra. You guys are fraternal twins. She was due on July 14th. But only you were born. Doctors didn't understand how one baby comes, but the other doesn't. The choice was to kill off the second one, or do a c-section. Your mother refused to do both. She called a few doctors, and all I know is that she returned home with you, but pregnant once again. I didn't understand how that was possible. Then she gave birth again on December 10th, Leandra's birthday. We couldn't let that get out. People would question us, wonder how that was possible. So I forced your mother to give up Leandra for adoption. And that's when was the last time I saw her.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It felt like my ears were burning, from these news. His words started to replay in my brain. "I forced your mother to give her up for adoption." "People would question us."
He was a deadbeat father from the jump! Who the hell cared what people thought?!
Niyesha: Are you kidding me Dad?! Scared about what people would think?! Think about Leandra! Latoya isn't even her mother, and now I have to break down the news to her, because I know your punk-self won't. I don't even know what to say Dad...just...I wanted to spend Christmas Eve with you. And I can't even do that.
Alejandro: You wouldn't have understood back then, Niyesha.
Niyesha: But now I do...You know what Dad? Actually they're spending Christmas Eve with us. Leandra, Latoya, Leroy, Mindless Behavior, Walter, and Keisha. And then you will break down the news. And if you don't, then I will. So either one, she's gonna find out.
"Take your nose out my keyboard, What you bothering me for?, There's a room full of niggas, What you following me for?, This ain't no fucking sing-along, So girl what you singing for?, It's cause we blowing like a C4, Got my whole crew blowing like a C4..."
Niyesha: Hello?...Yeah...Actually tell Latoya that Christmas Eve is gonna be spent at my house...I'm so serious LeeLee...well tell her to bring what she needs over here...Thanks LeeLee...Love you...Bye.
My dad looked at me, with a crazy look. I saw he wanted to curse me out, but he also knew that right. He knew that I was correct.
And it's about time he admitted his mistakes.
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