ONE NIGHT....19

HEY GUYS  I AM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY.  THIS MORNING SICKNESS IS KICKING MY ASS, AND WHO THE FUCK CALLED  IT MORNING SICKNESS WHEN ITS EVERY HOUR OF THE  FUCKING DAY.  THEN MY HUBBY TOOK ME ON A SURPRISE VACATION.  SORRY TO HAVE LEFT YOU GUYS HANGING.  THE NEXT PART, WHICH IS 20 WILL BE THE END.  IT WILL ANSWER ALL QUESTIONS AND SET YOUR CONFUSIONS STRAIGHT REGARDING, THE BABIES PATERNITY, THE RELATION BETWEEN ANTHONY, BRANDON AND JASON.

After leaving Vanessa’s room Brandon went down to his car.  He needs to make a phone call. He dials the last known number he had for Tony.  Immediately he receives an automated message.  “The number you have reached cannot be completed as dialed. Please check the number and dial again.”  He tries over and over, and still the same damn message.

That bastard had no idea he screwed up.  Which goes to show if you want something done right you got to do it yourself. Since Jason had no family other than him, he decided to call Donnas’ family, and let them know what happened.  Donna’s sister answers the phone, and when he tells her what happened she started screaming into the phone.  Her husband immediately came to the phone and asked what happened.  He tells him who he is and repeats the news to him.  Brandon heart tears apart each time he has to repeat what happened to his Donna.  Donna’s brother in-law says they will be on the next flight out from D.C.  He told them he would have a car waiting for when they get here with the rest of the family.

Brandon was at a lost he did not know what to do. He did not know whether he was coming or going. He felt lost, and empty.  He sits in his car for almost an hour, thinking about Donna.  Her smile her, her eyes, her scent, the way she walked, her voice.  Before he knew it he had began crying again. He puts his head on the steering wheel and just allows the tears to come. 

Vanessa was sitting on her bed wondering what was taking the damn doctor so long.  The sooner she got out of here the sooner she can be on the next thing smoking out of here.  Just as she was bout to get out of the bed and go see what the hold up was on her release, the doctor walks in.  He examines her and tells her that they may be some bleeding for several days, but eventually it will stop.  He tells her to follow up with an OBGYN in 2 days.  He tells her he prescribed her some pain killers for the next 5 days.  If she notices any severe bleeding to come back immediately.  He pats her hand and turns to leave.  A couple of minutes later the nurse comes in with the discharge papers for her to sign.  Vanessa is so anxious her handwriting is barely legible.    She got copies of what she signs and was turning to leave when another nurse comes in and informed her that Jason was awake.

Jason opens his eyes.  It hurt to even blink.  He feels as though he is in a fog.  His vision a little blurry.  He looks around as far as his eyes could go, because he could not move his head.  He tries to swallow, but couldn’t. He has a tube in his throat.  He focuses in on a clock o the dresser across from the bed.  It read, 2:47.

1987

He could here his aunties crying so he knew mama had gone to heaven. He wanted to cry to but couldn’t.  His mom was sick for so long, and suffered so much he was kind of glad that she would not feel pain anymore. He went outside and sat on one of his swings.  He loved sitting on his swing set.  He remembered the day mama came home with it. She said it was a gift for me for being such a good boy.  Mama always made sure I had the best. The best clothes, I went to the best schools, had the best toys and I had the best mom.  Mama worked from home so she could take care of me and be a full time mother.  But every now and then her boss would check up on her.  He was a big guy, and sometimes he played with me, and he gave me candy.  Sometimes my aunt Jessie would come over and spend the night when my mom had to go to work at the office.  She and my auntie would argue every time, but I never knew why.  Then my mom got sick and it was like she got worse everyday.  My Aunt Jessie and Aunt Terri came to stay with us.  We had a very big house in a very good neighborhood.  Mama got sicker and sicker, and the doctors said they couldn’t do anything for her.  So for 3 months she waited for the day she would die.  Today was that day.  It is April 2^nd, 2:47 pm.  I will never forget this day as long as I live.  A week later we had the funeral.  Everyone in the neighborhood was there.  So were all my aunts, and all my other family

4 Months later

One day out of nowhere Aunt Jessie tells me to pack my things, because we were moving.  I asked what she means.  She says that my dad is coming to get me to go live near him.  This was the first time I had ever heard anyone mention my dad.  I had asked mom about him a long time ago.  Her eyes filled with tears and she told me that my dad lived so far away, too far to visit me, and that one day he will come for me because he loves me very much.  That was the last time we ever talked about him.  My Aunt Jessie helped me put my stuff together.  I had a lot of clothes, and toys. Aunt Jessie told me to take only the things I would need right now, and the rest would be sent for later.  I was excited. Not because I was going to see my father but because I was going to get on a plane.

I could hear his aunt Jessie calling my name, telling my that the car was here to take us to the airport.  I ran downstairs and came to a halt at the front door.  There on the street was the shiniest, longest limo I had ever seen.  Everyone in the neighborhood had come to see who was in it, or getting in it. I got in the limo feeling like a celebrity.  My aunt got in behind me.  She looked around and sucked her teeth, saying “He thinks he can buy anything and anybody.”  I did not ask her who she was talking about, cause I was too busy playing on the phone, opening the sunroof, and looking at all the soda in the cooler.  It took an hour to get to the airport; I was so excited I almost peed my pants.  Once at the airport, I saw long lines of people standing around with friends, family and so many suitcases. The guy who drove the lime was holding my suitcase, and my aunt Jessie and I were following him.  We went through a door, and we were back outside.  That’s when I noticed a small plane just standing there like it was waiting for us.  The driver walks to the plane and gets on with our stuff.  I start running, cause I can’t believe I am about to get on a plane for the first time.  This is going to be great.  Some guy comes out and shakes my and tells me he is the pilot, and he will be takings us to see my father.  He shakes hands with Aunt Jessie and we board the plane.  The guy who drove the limo showed me where the bathroom is and the kitchen.  Can you believe it a kitchen on a plane?  There were sandwiches, and my favorite soda in the fridge.  The pilot said we would be taking off in five minutes. I went to my seat and buckled my seat belt.  Aunt Jessie buckled hers too.  There was a lot of safety talk form another guy, and then I heard the engines start.  The door was shut and, before I knew it we were moving. I looked out the window and the ground was moving so fast, like when you are driving in a car.  Then the ground looked as if it was sinking and I got the feeling you get in your stomach when you are on an elevator.  I leaned back in my chair, and was a little scared, but still very excited.  Once in the air I ate and walked around a bit, I got to go and sit next to the pilot and he showed all the cool buttons and gadgets.  After a while I went back to my seat, and fell asleep.  Sometime later I woke to Aunt Jessie’s voice telling me we were about to land.  My stomach went up and down and did flip flops.  I closed my eyes until I felt the bump of the wheels touching the ground.  I was so glad to look out the window and see the ground.  I removed my seat belt as soon as the door opened.  As I stepped out after Aunt Jessie, I noticed a man standing there waiting.  He looked familiar but he was too far away to tell.  Then he started walking towards us.

“Hi Jason”

“hello.” Then I remembered him, he used to be my mom’s boss.

“I’m Gregory.”  “Lets get in the car and we can talk some more.”  He then turned to my aunt. “Hello Jessie.”

“Hello Mr. West.”

“Jessie, for years I have been telling to just call me Greg.”

“I’d rather not, can we go now.”

He sighed and turned to me, and took me hand and started walking towards the car. Once we got in, he started talking to me and asking me all these questions.  I must have looked confused because he just smiled and said, “You will understand soon enough.”

We pulled up to this really big house, bigger than the one back home.  We all got out and he gave Aunt Jessie some keys.  She went in first then me and then the guy.  He touched my shoulder and said that my room was upstairs, second door on the right.  I ran up the stairs as fast as I could and when I got to the second door on the right I rushed in.  I was so amazed at how big the room was.  The bed was huge.  The where toys in the corner, a racetrack, and a TV.  It was the coolest room ever.  I ran over to the closet and pulled open the doors.  There were clothes, all new clothes, shoes, and sneakers.  He was about to open another door when he heard his Aunt Jessie’s voice.

“You think you can buy him?”  “Do you really think that you can buy his affection with your money?  You never tried to love him.”

“I made sure he had everything he needed and that he never wanted for anything, and i do love him.”  “What else could I have done?”

“How about be his father.” 

“You know why i could not be there.  Jessie, I cant believe after all these years, you still hate me?”

“Yes, I hate what you did to my sister.”

“What I did?”

“Yes what you did, you made her your whore, and you took her dream of having a family away from her.”  “What she saw in you I will never know.  As for me I think you are nothing but a rich prick who fu...

“Hey there Jason.”  He said when he noticed me standing there.”

“I thought you were my mom’s boss?”

“I am, I mean I was.  Listen come down here Jason, let me talk to you for a minute.”

I walked down the steps and over to where my aunt was standing.  She put her arms around me and told me everything would be ok, and that I should listen to him.

We all sat down, and he proceeded to tell me about my mom and him, and how he was never really her boss.  How they met and he was already married, and he never told my mom until she told him she was pregnant with me.  He told me how much he loved my mom, and why he could not leave his wife. Something about not having a prenup and she would take everything he had. He told me how he bought mom the house back home and made sure that we never needed anything.  And now that mom was gone he wanted to be more of a father to me than anything.

“Are you going to live here with us?

“No Jason I’m not but I don’t live too far away?

“Can I see where you live?”

“As a matter of fact you can.  You will also get a chance to meet my son he is about a year or so older than you.  He got down on one knee in front of me and said; “I know I was never there Jason, but I want to be part of your life now.  I have set up everything you will need in the house, and the rest of your things should be here tomorrow.  You will never want or need for anything.”

“I have a business trip to go on, but when I get back I promise we will go and take a look at where I live.”  “All my numbers are in the address book on the desk in the office upstairs, you can call me whenever you wish.”

He pulled me too him and hugged me tight.  “I love you son.”

He got up and left, waving goodbye when he got to the car.  That was the last time I ever saw him.  He died a couple of days later of a brain aneurism, while on the golf course.  I never got a chance to know the man who said he was my father.  From that day I vowed if I ever had kids I would be there everyday of their lives.

I wanted to be a better man than my father, but as the say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.  I am no different from him. I did the same things he did, and I am definitely paying the price.