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There hath no temptation taken you but such as is common to man: but God [is] faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear [it]. - 1st Corinthians 10:13
Christopher 12am
I got to the hospital my heart beating fast as I was unsure of the outcome. The last time I was in this waiting room, was the last I seen my momma before that was Nicky. The feeling was unsettling of what was going to happen from here.
I tapped my foot on the ground as I sat there impatiently, Vonci sat next to me, still pissed, but at this point, I couldn't care less. Donte stood by the wall, his arms folded trying to hide the fact he was scared for her, like him, I haven't seen her in a long time to know what was really going on. Our answers walked through the doors that separated the waiting room and fate, Navea walked through her arms folded. She walks up and gives Donte a hug, Me next "Thanks for coming" She whispered to me. I nodded. "How is she?" I questioned. She shakes her head "Shes out of it right now. She's weak she can barely stand. She's not thinking straight shes having withdrawals--"
"Withdraws of what?!" Donte asked shocked. Never gave him that look and then and there we both know what she was talking about "Dead ass?!" "Dead serious" she responded "I went over to see her. Chris, she looked like a literal Zombie-like, I ain't know it was her."
I sighed beginning to pace back and forth taking deep breaths. I shouldn't have left her alone. " The good thing is, with her condition they can get her into a good rehab center. And.. get her prenatal care if she wants" She swiftly added that last part but it got me like that. I could barely stomach it "How.. how far along is she ?" "8 weeks. I don't think she's fit enough to carry but, with her being her own guardian she has to make that decision"
I was sick knowing Cash got her pregnant. I was sick knowing she was even here and I had no way of contacting her. I had no way to make sure she was okay.
"Vea if you need to go home and get some rest, I and Chris will stay here and keep an eye on her, I know August prolly looking for you," Donte said. She sucks her teeth "Please, I'm staying here for my girl. Besides, I haven't seen August in days. It sounds to me he up to something"
A replay of August's face played through my mind at the club, I know it was him but, why was he there, "Yeah Chris said he said sum about seeing him at that Lil joint. He and some niggas aired it out, luckily we got out before it got bad"
"Yeah but that's crazy, who the hell is he even after?" Vonci questioned.
As we were all thinking I saw Donte's face light up. I questioned his face but then he motioned me to come with him "Come outside real quick"
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" how you know he really gonna do it?""You don't think it's weird he hasn't been around ?! He doesn't give a fuck about Modesty he woulda been killed that nigga. He has been plotting on the low with Cash and his niggas to off you"
There were thousands of things going through my head. It was spinning almost "Well what should I do, I just can't chill—""We gotta do what we gotta do. They wanna play we can play too. You need to let me know now...Is you down or what ?"
At this point my choices were slim. Vonci wasn't gonna be happy with this, but it's better off than me somewhere with my head split.
"I'm down"
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Kept from God
General FictionChristopher Brown was a born into a Christian household , taught and followed the bible since could talk. You wouldn't be the son of the church anywhere but in service on Sunday beside Pastor, His father. It was one night, that turned into somethi...