⚠️Book 1: Black Rose⚠️
Dave and Bernice are back, but this time as Mr. & Mrs. Brewster. How long will that last though? Watch them as they go through struggles not only as a married couple, but also as parents. People don't want to see them happy. O...
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I woke up looking around the hospital room to see Brittany sitting next to me and my Aunt Janice sitting across the room. "I think the drugs are starting to wear off," I said groaning in pain.
"Okay, I'll call the nurse." Brittany said getting up pushing the button.
"You're awake finally," Aunt Janice said smiling. "There's someone who wants to see you..."
"Who?"
"You'll see..." she said exiting the room. I furrowed up my brows looking over at Brittany. She just looked at me with worried eyes. I saw Aunt Janice walk back in the room with a man. I sighed rubbing my chin when I realized who it was. It was my "dad" with Dave following right behind him as if he was ready to throw him out if I just say the word. My jaw clenched as he approached me. I wanted to jump out of this hospital bed and beat his ass.
"Hi, son." He said approaching me with a vase of flowers. "I brought these," he said plastering a smile on his face.
I turned one side of my lip up looking at him. "The fuck I want with some cheap ass flowers? I'm a man. The fuck I'm supposed to do with those?" I said quite honestly.
I could hear Brittany clear her throat. "I'll take them," she grabbed them from him walking away. That's when I saw her put them in the trash can. I chuckled to myself.
"Is there a reason you're here?"
"I came to see my son-"
"There you go with that word again. Dave, do I look like a big ass yellow star in the sky?" Dave shook his head no. "I damn sure ain't gotta daddy, so how can I be somebodies son?" I said looking around the room to see if anybody could give me the answers.
"Look, I know you're upset with me, but you gotta understand. You would've left too. Your momma was still sleeping with your brother's father on me, so I left. I wasn't about to put up with that."
"So, you had to leave my life too? Oh, okay."
"Your momma was a hoe, so I started to think you weren't even my son."
"Don't call my mom a hoe! Respect the dead. I look just like you mutha fucker, so please! I don't have shit else to say to you, so you can leave."
"Ezekiel-"
Dave cut him off walking up closer. "He said you can leave, so go!" He said crossing his arms across his chest. My dad looked back at Dave then back at me. He looked down seeming defeated then finally left. Brittany came over sitting by me holding my hand.
