Waking up, I groan at the major headache that pounds at my skull. Looking around I see I'm in my bedroom not even knowing how I got home safely.
I remember going to that gala, seeing Sean there and then going to the lounge. Hearing the incessant ringing of my phone, I pick it up "What!" I yell into the phone. "Boss are you coming in today? I just need confirmation." Stacy said. "No Stacy I'm going to take a couple of days off." I grumble. "Alright. See you on Thursday." She says before hanging up. Grumbling, I sit up looking at the night stand seeing water and Advil. Taking the pills, I sigh as the water starts to sober me up. Getting up I see I'm still in my dress from last night. Grabbing a sweat suit from my closet and underwear, I trudge my way to the bathroom. Closing and locking the door behind me, I strip down taking off the head wrap and dress. Turning on the hot water, I brush my teeth and wash my face before getting in the shower letting the hot water cover the expanse of my body. Getting my loofah, I pour my Dove bodwash on it creating a lather.
Spreading it over my body, I wash myself thoroughly before rinsing off and getting out the shower. Dryying off with a towel, I put on deodarant and lotion before sliding on my clothes. Leaving the bathroom I put last night clothes in the hamper before going to the kitchen see Dad cooking breakfast which was rare for him.
"Good morning dad. What are you making?" I asked. "Well my love I'm making your favorite French toast with sugar and cinnamon with bacon. Just the way you like it." Dad said and I sighed. That was me and mama's favorite.
"Dad, mom's gone remember." I say softly putting my hands on his shoulders. "No your not sweet thang. You're right here with me." Dad said his southern twang coming in.
Dad kissed my cheek before he went back to cooking. Hearing my phone ring making me wince as I still had a slight headache. "Young speaking." I say. "Ms. Young this is Cathy I was just making sure you were okay. When you came to the bar and got drunk I had to take your phone and call your sister to come get you. I was just making sure you were alright." Cathy voice rand through thw phone and I couldn't help but smile at her motherly nature.
This woman barely knew my first name amd she was calling checking up on me after I got drunk. "I'm fine Cathy. Thank you for calling my sister." I say warmly. "No problem Ms. Young. I've been young before I know whats its like wanting to forget your troubles. Oh and I sent your secretary the financial reports for this week." Cathy said. "Did I say something?" I ask.
"No dear you didn't. But you looked deep in thought anyway I have to go. Bye now Ms. Young." Cathy said before she hung up. Sitting at the table Dad placed a plate of French toast and bacon in front of me as he had a egg sandwhich.
"Eat up darling." He smiled looking at me and I slowly at my meal. A feeling of nostalgia forming over me.
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Dad was cooking breakfast as Mama and I sat in the leaving room. Me between her legs as she does my hair for school.I relax as Mama combs my curly hair from the bottom to the root. "What hairstyles you want baby?" Mama asked. "I want two pontails with the hair out." I said. I felt as Mama dragged the comb down the middle of my head parting it. Combing and brushing my hair into place, I soon had two ponytails. Standing up, I smile happily playing with my hair. "I look beautiful. Mama don't I?" I cheered. "Yes your going to be the prettiest girl in the whole school." She smirked as she sprayed some oil into my hair.
"Remember what I said if someone tries to pick on you." Mama said sternly. "Black girl magic, y'all can't stand it. I suggest you put a flag on a whole 'nother planet." I repeat to her the melody. "That my princess. C'mon ya' daddy suppose to be making breakfast." Mama said as I walked to the kitchen seeing Dad at the stove.
"Dad look at my pigtails." I smile as I stand in front of him twirling around. "Oh you look beautiful princess. Now go sit down." Dad smiled as I went to the kitchen table sitting with mama. Dad set out plates of french toast and bacon in front of us.
"What are you eating Eddie it better not be no French toast or bacon. You know you have diabetes." Mama says to dad. "I know sweet thang. I know." Dad smiled. "You know but you ate a whole oatmeal cake yesterday and I had to get you blood augar back right." Mama said tohim pointing her fork. I sat happily as I atemy breakfast. "Effie, your mama had something to tell you." Dad said. "Yes mama." I say as I turn to her.
"In about six months, you'll be having a little sister to play with." Mama said and I kept eating. "How do you feel about that princess?" Dad said. "It'll be fine. As long as she doesn't pee on me or my toys. Rachel's brother peed on her mama when she was changing his diaper." I said to them. Dad chuckled to himself. "Well that definetly will not be happening princess. Finish breakfast and we'll drop you off to school." Dad smiled.
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I smiled at the memory of my parents as I ate my breakfast. Dad coughed repeatedly making me touch his forehead feeling it to be hot. "Dad I'm going to go make a call. Drink some water." I say to him as I get up.Calling Dr. Quinn, my dad's physician, it rings a few times before she answers. "Hello." She said. "Dr. Quinn this is Ms. Young." I say. "Ah what is the problem?" Dr. Quinn says. "Dad is coughing alot this past days and he has a fever. Sometimes his hands are clammy. I was wondering if I can bring him in today." I said. "Yes of course bring him in at 9:25." Dr. Quinn said before hanging up. Checking the time seeing its already 8:30 am.
"Dad did you take a bath already? I ask him. "Yes. Are you finished with your breakfast dear?" He smiled. "Dad I'll wash the dishes when we get back but can you come with me?" I say as I help him in standing up, noticing that his shirt is on backwards. Pulling it above his head I change it inside out before putting it on his again.
"Alright lets go." I say as I make sure the stove is cut off and nothing is running. Grabbing my phone and house keys, we carefully head down to the front of the building seeing the driver that I had assigned dad. "Where to ma'am?" He said professionally.
"Dr. Quinns clinic and put a step on it." I said as we got in the car. The driver drove silently as I text Jazzy that dad was going to the clinic.
Even though I know she probably taking medical exams right now. And that she is stressed with college I still want to keep her in the loop.
Arriving at the clinic dad and I get out and he shivers at the light breeze blowing but its mid June and it's warm. Heading inside, I check us in and we wait.
"Effie?" Dad said. "Yeah?" I replied. "What happened to Sean? You two used to be the best of friends." Dad said and I tensed at his words. "We-we just didn't work out dad." I say to him rubbing his knees. He was going to say something else but I was thankful when his name was called.
Following the nurse to one the room, she checks dad's vitals before asking me a series of questions. Whether he's been having and chills, coughs, dehydration? Things like that.
"The doctor will be right with you." She smiled and I nodded. "I want kids sweet thang." Dad said randomly and I choked. But thankfully Dr. Quinn had came in.
"Hello to both of you?" He smiled. "Who is this strange man sweet thang?" Dad asked me quietly. "Oh its one of the bad days I can already see." Dr. Quinn sighed. "Yes unfortunately." I said. "I'm sending in a order for blood work. So please go down to the lab and then come back here." Dr. Quinn said. Nodding, I stand up grabbing Dad's hand. "C'mon dad." I say to him leading him down the hallway to the lab.
We went and got the blood work done before we went back to the room. We waited almost 30 minutes before Dr. Quinn came back with a frown etched on his features.
"Just as I suspected. Your father has pneumonia amd chronic bronchitis he have to be omitted to the hospital at once." Dr. Quinn said seriously.
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