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"Shut the fuck up Diamond and get your ass up. Go wash dishes! You never do shit around here!"
My whole body did a whole 360. "What you just said? You said I never do shit? If it wasn't for me we wouldn't be where we are today. And you know what, if I ain't doin shit now then I ain't finna start." Before I knew it he slapped me. As blood trickled down my lip, I forgot who he was and started throwing punch after punch. When I felt all of my anger go away I stopped. He had a black eye, a big, busted lip, and a bloody nose.
"How you gone hit your daddy huh Lynette? I love you. You turning into a bitch, just like your mammy."
"So you gone try to paralyze me like you did mama? Well I got news for you, bastard. Me and Darren gone be outta here. When we leave feel free to do whatever the fuck you want."
"You know what? I think I should paralyze you. Maybe that will teach you a lesson. A lesson to stop hoeing around out there in them streets." All I could do was turn around and walk up stairs. Daddy tried to cop a feel on my behind. I couldn't believe this. I turned around and kicked him all the way back downstairs. He groaned in pain as I ran smack into Darren.
"What's going on Di?"
"Good thing you woke. Go pack yo shit! We outta here, D." I ain't give him a chance to say nothing.
Tears ran down my face as I packed my bags. All I could do was see red. I’m tired of living like this. My stupid ass daddy act like he can’t get off his broke ass to go make some money. I’m the only one bringing in the fucking money around this dump. Then I got to spend MY money paying HIS bills! What the fuck? That’s why I been saving up to get me and my lil brother away from this hell hole. I saved up enough money to pay the deposit and three months rent on an apartment uptown.
My name is Diamond Lynette Reed. I’m 18 years old, fresh outta high school. Graduated with honors so college tuition is one thing I don’t have to stress about. I have long black hair that I keep done. My caramel colored skin compliments my coke bottle shape. People say I’m a pretty girl with a fucked up attitude, but oh well! Everybody’s entitled to their opinion. I’m just out here tryna make it for me & my little brother, Darren.
“Come on Darren! The taxi outside waiting for us!” I screamed upstairs so he can hurry up.
I left him and went outside to put my stuff in the taxi. After I sat in the taxi Darren came out of the house with his things. He was almost to the car when all of a sudden I heard a gun go off. I looked behind me out the window and saw 2 dudes shooting at each other.
“Low life mutha-“ I mumbled but was cut short when I saw Darren laying on the sidewalk.
The cab driver stared at me as I screamed to the top of my lungs and went to my brother's aid. I ran up to him and first thing I did was check for his pulse.
"OH MY GOD! Hold on for me D. You & mama the only two people I have. Please D!" I dialed 911 and told them what had just happened. When I hung up from them I said I long, silent prayer until I heard sirens in the distance.
By the time the ambulance pulled up, the block was hot. Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, the whole nine was outside tryna see what was going on. As they put my brother on the rolling bed I looked around because something didn't feel quite right. I saw my daddy sitting on the steps crying. I actually started to feel bad, but shook that feeling off when I saw a tall dude approach him. I watched them for a minute. I saw my daddy kiss this man and hand him a wad of money I never knew he had.
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{At the Hospital}
Beep. Beep. Beep.
My eyes were red & swollen from crying all night. Darren had been shot in the chest. He was considered to be very lucky since the bullet missed his heart and hit a lung. He had to get surgery in order to get the bullet out. His lung is going to be ok, but he still hasn't woke up yet. I started to cry some more as I thought about how much the doctor bill might cost.
"Good morning Ms. Reed. Are you the mother of Darren?"
I didn't bother to look up. I just sat there and gave him a little nod of the head.
"Are you related?" What kinda question is that? I wouldn't be here if he wasn't.
"Yes I'm his only sister."
"Ok. We have done everything possible to keep him alive. The only thing that we're concerned about now is when he will wake up."
I ignored everything after he said the word 'alive'. "How much will the bill be, Doc?"
"I contacted his insurance provider and they've agreed to pay half. It's up to you to do the rest."
"When will you be able to tell me the exact amount?"
"When Darren wakes up." And at that he walked out.
{7 hours later}
"Di..Di.?! Get up Di!" I heard a raspy voice calling me by my nickname. My eyes shot open to see Darren's 16 year old body sitting up on the bed looking at me. I immediately burst into tears. I saw water in his eyes too.
"I'm alright Di. I know who did this. Everything gone be ok babygirl." His voice still above just a whisper soothed me and made me suck up my tears. I had to be strong for him.
"Ok. I'm through crying. You got to let me know who did this to you."
"Daddy's boyfriend."
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