by Prenisha Aja
The rest of the ride to the hospital was silent. I was so busy playing with the new phone that I got, that I wasn’t even paying attention to nothing surrounding me.
“Damn, we here.” He tapped me, and I looked up at him. That was my first time looking up from my phone since he gave it to me.
“I hope me getting you this phone isn’t going to get you into trouble.” He looked at me sternly and I laughed.
“Oh my god, no…” I pushed him. “I was just trying to download all the apps that I would need and sign into my old accounts,” I let him know.
“Don’t get beat up Kaizlyn,” he said in a deep, serious tone, and I then realized that he was no longer playing. He was serious as fuck.
“What could I possibly do to get beat up?” I asked him, confused.
He had just given me the phone and he was already making threats.
“Like I said.” He picked his phone up and ignored another call.
“I think you’re the one who is going to be the one getting beat up.” I tried to look closer into his phone but he quickly stuffed it into his pocket.
I wasn’t stupid, and the fact that he was trying to threaten me when it was obvious that he was the one hiding something pissed me off.
I quickly got out of the car. Even though I didn’t know what room number Keisha was in, I slammed his door and headed inside of the hospital. Once inside, I didn’t know where to go, so I stood in the waiting area, with my arms crossed, as I waited for Jaxsyn to bring his ass inside.
“Oh, I thought you knew where you were going.” He chuckled and it only made me madder.
“Whatever Jaxsyn, can we just sign in or whatever we have to do so I can go see your sister. I don’t want to sit here and play these games with you,” I let him know.
Rubbing his hand across his chin, he looked me up and down, shook his head and didn’t say anything. Not a single word. Instead, he walked off and I was left to follow him, assuming that we were on our way to his sister’s room.
Twisting around a corner, Jaxsyn stopped in front of the women’s bathroom and yanked me inside, not even knowing if somebody was in there.
“What are you doing Jaxsyn?” I squealed, relieved that nobody else was in the bathroom.
“I’m about to teach you a lesson.” He pulled me down to the last stall that was big enough to fit about three to four people.
He locked the door behind us, pushed me up against the wall and pulled my pants down forcefully.
“Jaxsyn, what are you doing? We supposed to be on our way up to see your sister,” I let him know, but he ignored me.
He forcefully turned my head in the opposite direction. I could hear him undoing his pants and before I could plead for him not to fuck me in a damn hospital bathroom, his dick was trying to enter me.
“Jax… syn…” I whined out his name as he stuffed his dick up inside of me.
The way he filled me, it caused me to gasp and for the scream that I wanted to release to get stuck in my throat.
“Oh, my fucking… god,” I screamed out as he rammed his big dick off inside of me, causing my legs to feel weak like a newborn horse.
“Nah, don’t call him,” he stated as he placed his hands on my waist.
“Say my name. What’s my name?”
“Jaxsyn…it’s Jaxsyn,” I cooed out as my eyes began to roll to the back of my head.
He was delivering straight dick to me and I didn’t know if it was because this was all new to me, but I was so turned on.
“Are you going to be storming off mad at me again?” He slapped me on the ass and shoved his dick deep into me.
“Ahh. Ughh...” was the only thing that I could get to escape my mouth.
“Nah. Talk to me, baby.” He pulled his dick out of me, bent down and took my pants off even more.
He picked me up as if I was as light as a feather, and I wrapped my legs around him and he entered me.
With his left hand around my neck and his other on the wall for support, he fucked me. He fucked me so good that I wanted to cry out. With my hand wrapped around his neck, I was able to bounce up and down on his dick as I flew my head back. Ecstasy took over my body. The way that Jaxsyn was fucking me right now was driving me crazy. He had my nose wide open.
“Nah, talk to me baby. Are you going to act like that again?” He now had his hands on each side of me as he brought me down aggressively onto his dick.
“Ahh baby...” I screamed so loudly that I knew I alerted a doctor.
“Nah, that’s not what I want to hear. I’m going to keep making you take all this dick until you tell me what I want to hear,” he whispered into my ear then he bit me on my shoulder.
“No, I’m not going to act like that. Oh my… I not going to act like that,” I whimpered as he fucked me so good.
“Good girl, now cum on this dick,” he demanded and as if his words were the magical words that I needed to hear to release the flood gates, I rained down on his dick.
“Shit,” he moaned as his dick got harder. Seconds later, it began to thump inside of me and then I could feel his warm fluids emptied inside of me.
Lowering me to the ground, I had to hold onto the wall in order for me not to collapse to the ground. He always did that to me when he fucked me. Made me feel weak.
We were both out of breath as we put our clothes on and left out of the bathroom like we hadn’t just been in there fucking.
The whole walk to his sister’s room, I could feel wetness seeping out of me and that’s when I began to panic. I wasn’t going to say anything right now but when we left, I was going to let him know that I wasn’t on birth control and I was too young to be trying to have kids.
When we finally entered his sister’s room, I went over to the sink in her bathroom and washed my hands before I touched her.
The way she laid in the bed, she looked so peaceful and as if nothing was wrong with her.
“Hey Keisha.” I grabbed her hand. As I stood there talking to her, Jaxsyn was further in the back just staring at the two of us. I could tell that seeing his sister like this brought him pain, and I felt horrible.
I flashed him a smile and he gave me a simple head nod. I then directed my attention back to Keisha, as I prayed for her and talked to her. I wasn’t sure if she could hear me or not, but that was ok.
Watching Kaizlyn talk to my sister and her not being able to respond to her was like the worst shit that I had ever seen. Like damn, why did God have to fuck with a nigga like this? Why, out of all the people he could have had laying up in this damn hospital bed, it had to be my sister?
Shit, he could have had my mother up in this bitch because she was well overdue for her karma. Speaking of, I had been debating on if I wanted to call her and let her know that her only daughter was laid up in the hospital bed. I hadn’t heard from her, but I was debating with myself on if I should ride over there and let her know. Just to see how she would react and what she would say.
“Hey baby, you ready?” Kaizlyn walked over to me, grabbed my hand and laid her head against my arm.
“Yeah, hold up really quick.” I walked over to Keisha with Kaizlyn still holding on to my hand.
I leaned forward and kissed my sister on her forehead. I knew that if she was awake she would have cursed me out.
“You think your mother might want to know about this?” Kaizlyn whispered over in my ear, and I looked at her upside her head.
It was like she was reading my mind or some shit, and I just took that as a sign to see where exactly my mother’s head was at after all these years.
“I was thinking about going over there. I haven’t really been over there since we were kids,” I let her know.
Kaizlyn squeezed my hand tighter and looked up at me. “I’ll go over there with you babe. I think she should know and however she handles it, will let you know how you should handle her.”
The words Kaizlyn spoke were real as fuck. She was right though. All I could do was try and if my mother
was still on the same bullshit, then fuck it. The only thing I could do was see where her head was at and hope that I didn’t have to unleash on her.
“Aite bet,” I replied.
I looked back at my sister once more. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I love you and you’ll get through this.”
I closed my eyes, prayed to God, even though I questioned his way of doing things, then popped my eyes back open and began to head for the door. Kaizlyn was now tucked up underneath my arm as we headed for the elevator.
Once reaching the elevator, I pressed the number one and as I waited for the elevator to open, I looked at Kaizlyn.
“What?” She giggled.
“Nothing. I’m glad I fucked some act right into yo’ ass,” I joked with her.
I didn’t really have time to process the fact that her ass let me fuck her in the bathroom at the hospital. I mean, it wasn’t like she had a choice. I needed to fix that damn attitude for her.
“Oh my god, Jaxsyn.” She blushed and buried her face against my chest.
“Nah, don’t be trying to act shy now. You weren’t acting like that when you were letting me beat that…” I stopped talking because when the elevator door opened, rage filled my body and I was ready to knock this nigga out again.
My body had tensed up and I was now breathing heavy as the person that was on my hit list stared me in my eyes.
“Jaxsyn, here is not the place to do whatever you are thinking about doing.” Kaizlyn placed her hand on my chest and even though I heard her, that didn’t mean I was listening.
“Jaxsyn, do you hear me?” Kaizlyn pulled on my shirt then stepped in front of me.
“Matter fact, let’s take the steps.” She tried pulling me, but I didn’t budge. I stood there as if my feet were glued to the tile floor.
Smirking, I decided that she was right. “Fuck this nigga. If he knows what's best for him, he better not say shit.” I mugged the fuck out of Whoodie. I wanted him to step so that I could knock his fool ass out.
I knew that I couldn’t cause a big ass scene like I had done the last time. Even though I didn’t give a fuck, I just couldn’t afford to be in jail while my sister was laid up in the hospital.
Matter fact, why the fuck was he here? I knew mothafuckin’ well he wasn’t up here trying to see her. Rage filled me and I pounced on him. Kaizlyn was now inside the elevator behind me, begging me not to do nothing stupid.
“I know yo’ ass better not be trying to see my fucking sister.” I hemmed him up by his shirt.
“Nigga fuck you,” he spat back, and I punched his ass dead in the face.
I swear to God, this nigga was weak and he was making shit way too easy for me.
“Nigga I swear on yo’ bitch ass mama, that I would kill you and sleep nicely at night. The only thing saving you is…” I paused and thought for a second. “Nothing!” My jaw clenched and my hands were now around his neck.
“I ain’t here to see your fucking sister…” he was struggling to get his words out.
“My cousin is up here,” he finished.
“Let him go Jaxsyn. You have bigger shit to worry about right now.” She was pulling on my shirt.
“Kaizlyn, let me handle this,” I raised my voice at her.
I could feel her grip on my shirt loosening and then the elevator door opened.
“You’re so stupid Jaxsyn,” she said lowly then took off out of the elevator.
Exhaling, I looked him up and down. I dropped his fool ass to the floor and winked at him before using my finger as if it was gun and pointed at him.
“Pow!” I mouthed before I rushed out of the elevator trying to search for Kaizlyn.
I had thought that I fucked her good enough and I wouldn’t have to worry about her nasty attitude, but I guess I was wrong. I figured I was going to have to attempt to teach her ass again. She honestly had no reason to be mad. None whatsoever. What I had going on with that nigga was none of her business, and she should have just stayed in her place.
Bursting outside of the automatic doors, I looked to my left and right in search for Kaizlyn. I didn’t see her, so I continued walking to my car. When I made it to my car, she wasn’t there standing by it.
“What the fuck,” I breathed out as I placed my hands on top of my head.
I turned around in a complete circle and headed back inside of the hospital. I was puzzled as to where she could have taken her lil’ ass that damn fast.
I walked over farther into the waiting room area and there she was, sitting in a chair in the corner of the room.
Sighing, I looked over at her and she turned her head and began to look outside of the window.
Fuck man, I hissed to myself as I ran my hands down my face and walked over to her. Sitting down in the seat beside her, I grabbed her hand and she snatched it back.
“What is your problem yo?” I asked her, and she rolled her eyes in my face.
“Look Kaizlyn, talk to me or get left here,” I told her.
“Bye,” she spat, and I had to take a deep breath.
“So you don’t want to talk about it?”
“No. For what? It’s not like you are going to try to listen to me. It’s obvious you do what you want,” she sassed.
“Look, I’m all ears. Talk to me.” I grabbed her hand back and this time, she didn’t snatch it back from me.
Kaizlyn inhaled then exhaled before she began to talk. “I just feel like life is too short to be dwelling on that shit with Whoodie. At least not right now. You got a sister that’s up there laying in a bed, in a coma, and you tell me you worried about him? You need to be worried about her and her only right now,” Kaizlyn expressed.
Fuck, she was right yet again. I hated to admit that shit, but she was. I shouldn’t be worried about that nigga but guess what, I was. I wanted to fucking murk his ass and when the time came, I was. Period. But for the sake of my feelings for Kaizlyn, I was going to act like I was listening and agreed.
“Alright. I’ll let it go…”
“No, for real. Seriously.” She pouted and pulled her hand away from me.
“I’m serious. What more do you want me to say?” I asked her because damn, what else did she want me to say or do in order for her to believe me?
“Alright, Jaxsyn.” She side-eyed me as she got up from the seat.
She began walking away and I just watched, the way her hips swayed from side to side, made my mouth begin to water. I wanted to bend her ass over again and let her know that I did what the fuck I wanted when I wanted, and that I was going to blow Whoodie’s brains out but for now, I was going to let her think that her young ass was running the show.
“Are you going to sit there and watch me or are you going to get up?” She turned around and asked as she tapped her foot against the tile floor.
Her question caused the two to three people that were waiting to be seen, to turn their attention on us.
Shaking my head, I walked over to where she stood, grabbed her hand and we walked out of the doors.
“Did you see me when I first ran past there?” I asked her on our way to the car.
“Yes,” she stated.
“Why you didn’t say nothing?”
“For what? I was pissed at you,” she let me know, then she started giggling. “Yo’ ass was on a mission to find me, huh?” She burst out laughing loudly.
“Fuck you.” I playfully nudged her head.
She was dying laughing and I couldn’t help but to laugh too because she was right. I was trying to find her mad ass.
Hitting the unlock button, we got in the car and headed to my mother’s house.
Yes, I had rode by here plenty of times too many. Even though I had said fuck my mother and expressed how much I disliked her, I couldn’t fight those random urges to ride by the house that I held so many bad memories in. It was like a constant reminder on why I shouldn’t forgive her.
Taking a deep breath, I wasn’t one that was scared of much but sitting outside of thi
s house caused my heart to race just a little bit. I didn’t know why, but the thought of seeing my mother’s face just didn’t seem to settle in my stomach. Also, the hate that I had for the nigga that she was lying next to, was damn near the same hate I had for the nigga my sister decided to fuck with it.
“You ok?” Kaizlyn reached over and placed her hand over mine that was currently gripping the steering wheel.
“Yeah. Yeah.” I shook my head because I had been in a complete daze.
“You ready?” she squeezed my hand.
“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I told her, and opened my door and got out.
Walking up to the front door with Kaizlyn right next to me, I didn’t know why, but I felt like I was walking into a damn jailhouse, getting ready to turn myself in. That’s the feeling I got from standing in front of my mother’s door.
“Knock.” She nudged me and I brought my hand up to knock, but the door flung open and there she stood. My mother. She looked way different than what I remembered but nonetheless, she was still beautiful as ever.
Her chocolate skin shined as the sun hit it and she didn’t look how I would have ever imagined her to look. She looked better, she looked healthy and she looked like she had been doing better than I could have ever imagined her to, due to the fact that she was living with a man that would put his hands on her.
“Hey,” I dryly said.
No words came out of my mother’s mouth; instead, her hands shook and tears started to cascade out of eyes.
The fuck she crying for? I pondered. What was her reason? She had made her decision years ago but now she wanted to cry.
Fuck, I thought.
“Man, I only came over here to tell you that your only daughter is in the hospital, in a coma.”
My words must have hit her like a bullet to the heart because the color in her face washed away and she had to hold on to the door for balance. Her knees began to buckle and she was on her way down to the ground.
“Help her,” Kaizlyn said and reluctantly, I did.
Helping her inside of her home, we walked over to the couch and I sat her down as her body shook.