Deshun P.O.V.
After we left her mothers burial I wanted to just swoop her up and make love to her because I don't like seeing my baby girl like this.
After the men lowered her mothers body into the ground they started to cover her casket with the dirt we were still there while she was still crying. I wish this didn't hurt her so bad. I picked her up bridal style to leave because everyone was waiting for us at the limo.
"Why did she have to leave me?" She cried over and over again.
"Baby girl she didn't want to. The lord wanted her to come home, she's in a place better than this hell hole of earth. Even if you think she's not there she is still there. She would never leave you.'' I said caressing her checks while she sat in my lap with her tears dropping on my shirt.
We made it to their old family home. We pulled up and saw a bunch of cars, and it forced Shy'la to cry more than what she was before.
"Baby girl we here." I said shaking her.
"Okay lets hurry up and get this over with."She said getting out the car.
I helped her out the limo into the crowd of people that "loved" her mother.
She looked around and panicked. She was looking at this man that was about 6"2' looking at her...he was a white man, the same white man that got up at the podium to speak about her mother.
He started to walk towards her smiling...he had the same smile that Shyla has. This man must really her dad.
I could tell that Shy was nervous because she started to rub her hands against her thighs.
Shyla Anea Braxton? The man said coming up to her.
"Yes that is me..." She said.
"And who would this lucky fella might be?" He said reaching out for a handshake which I reached back out for.
"Deshun Livington is the name."He said.
"I know what you heard back at your mothers funeral was crazy but it's the truth one hundred percent." He said.
"Okay do we need to go some were to talk?" I asked the man.
"Yes, that would be nice." He said.
"How about we go to the front of the house to talk." I said.
"Okay." He said. We made our way to the front of the house. We sat down on the step as the man stood in front of me and Shyla.
"Okay, let me start off with my name. I'm Rowland Torance. I first want to tell you how I met your mother. As you may know I am FBI Agent for the prostitution Department. And I saw your mother on the sidewalk all drunk and stuff I did one of their cheapest deals just to get her in the car. She thought we were really going to do something, but I just let her rest. I kept on going out there just to see her face. I did this for 6 months 7 days a week at the same time everyday. One night I asked her could she go to dinner with me, we went dancing. I'm a white name so you know that's embarrassing. And that very night was the day was the night that I slept with your mother. After that the very next morning she went to the bathroom and threw up. I had went to the drug store and got her a pregnancy test. And very well she was pregnant. We had a big conversation about who else she had slept with besides me. She said her pimp whatever his name was. And he used a condom but we didn't so that what makes me believe that your my daughter." He said.
I just sat there thinking on every word this man just said and it makes sense. But we can't say for sure yet.
"Do you think we could do a DNA test?" I asked Rowland.
"Yes its whatever Shyla wants to do." He said.
"Shyla?" I said in a questioning voice.
"Uhm, Yeah I think we should." She said."Can we go get one today?"
"I think we could." I said.
We went and got into the limo and went to the health clinic.
"Ma'am" I said politely.
"O Hi there Shyla" She said. It was my mother. I just felt a pit of fire starting to build up in my stomach.
"We gotta go" Shyla said. She intertwined her fingers with mine and pulled me put the front door. As we were walking out I just looked back and stared at the women sitting in that chair just looking back at me. She will never get another chance with me.
"Calm down, baby please." Shyla said.
"What happened back there?" Rowland asked.
"We have to go home we can drop you back at your car." Shyla said to him.
"Okay I'm fine with that." Rowland said.
"We'll just get a DNA test later." Shyla said."I think its for the best."
We drove back to the party, and dropped Rowland off at his car. "Here's my number" He slipped me a peice of paper with his number on it." Make sure you give me a call." He said.
"Okay I will do that"
The limo driver dropped us off at home. I just wanted to go and just start hurting something. I couldn't stand how much my mother effected me this way. And that she could actually make me so angry on the inside. I feel as if she wanted to be there she would at least want us to come with her or come and check on us. But, she messed up but I think I'm goin have to face my mother one way or another. I'm just not ready for it yet, but it will be soon.
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