Unorthodox

Chapter 14: Daddy dearest

Kimbella's P.O.V

     I sat in the hospital and shook my head as I remembered the events that transpired here the other night. For starters Derrick pops back up out of the fucking wilderness, he also happens to be JJ's father. Yeah the one who beats the shit out of her. Lets see, the doctors told my aunt that her cancer is spreading fast and they can't continue to treat her because they gave her a two week life span. Meaning that sheip's gonna die within two weeks. Oh yeah, last but DEFINITELY not fucking least, My punk ass "Dad" decides to show his crusty ass face and tries to play fucking daddy...Oh yeah did I mention his good for nothing ass put his hands on me. I swear life ain't shit.

Flashback....

"Okay, All done." Dr. Chapman said as he removed the blood packet from the pole thingy.

I nodded my head and slid off the bed thing and smoothed down my skin tight skirt. I looked down at my outfit wishing that I had time to change or wore something less revealing because the way these male employees were looking at me was uncomfortable. But I wanted to look good for August so whatever. I had planned on having fun with him tonight but I guess not anymore. Not after what's happening.

I looked at the time on my phone and it read 1:50 am so I had enough time to go see my aunt really quick then come back to see JJ.

"uh Dr.Chapman?" I called out. He turned to me and looked down at me expectantly.

"Uhh I'm gonna go see my aunt in room 112 on floor three and I was wondering if you'd let my boyfriend know where I'd be?" He nodded his head yeah and shrugged me off. I turned on my heels and walked out of the small room.

I took the short ride up to my aunts room and walked to her door lightly knocking before I walked in.

"Heeeyyy" I said walking in with a smile on my face. I looked around and Jasmine was sitting there with a tissue and red eyes. Bishop had his hands on his head with his head hung low. Ian was posted up on a wall looking mad with tears at the brim of his eyes. I looked to the side of the room and there was a small Hispanic woman with a white lab coat and blue scrubs on. I'm guessing she was a doctor.

   "What's going on." I said looking at my aunt who had a worried expression on her face. Nobody answered my question and I was getting annoyed after a couple minutes of silence.

"Helloooo, what the hell is going on?!" I said annoyed. I looked at Jasmine for an answer and she looked up at me with tears forming in her already puffy eyes.

"She just told us that they have to stop treating mom because she has less than two weeks to live." I looked at Jasmine in shock and disbelief.

  I couldn't believe this the woman who took me in like I was her own child and treated me no different from her own kids, the woman who loved me unconditionally, the woman who made sure I was straight financially. If I ever needed something I knew I could come to her, The woman who taught me a lot of life lessons. The woman who made me the person I am today....Is dying. In less than two weeks. Life a bitch ain't it.

"And nobody was gonna call me!! Cause I wouldn't have fucking known unless I would've brought my ass up here!!" I was so upset right now while I was yelling I felt the tears coming down my face. I knew this wasn't their fault or the doctors, it was the cancer. It was out of their hands but I needed somebody to blame. I needed someone to put this off on. 

I slowly walked over to my aunt brushing past the doctor and hugged her while I cried. We cried together and soon everyone else in the room broke out into sobs. Even the doctor had a few tears. Jasmine came over and hugged her too and pretty soon Ian and Bishop came over too. We were all in one big group hug crying. This was my family, how I saw it I had an older sister and two big brothers, and a wonderful mom. Because that's the truth. My Auntie basically is my mom, and my cousins basically are my siblings. I didn't want this family to fall apart but I could slowly see it dissolving.