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“Dontae, I love you, I really do but at the end of the day, that’s Bria biological mother. Sharice could be asking you for money right now, maybe to help pay for her treatment or some shit, but clearly she’s not. She’s asking you for one thing and that’s just to see her daughter. By no means do I support any of the decisions that Sharice has made when it comes down to her parenting skills but if she’s dying and she doesn’t have a lot of time left, you got to do this one thing for her so that she could go knowing she was able to see Bria one last time and make it right. Don’t do her like that Dontae. Put yourself in her shoes. Imagine you were told you only had a short amount of time left. Wouldn’t you want to right all your wrongs?” I asked Dontae but from his body language, I could see that he wasn’t going to hear me out. It looked like his mind was already made up.
“So what you’re basically saying is, fuck that night, right? You were there when the fuckin’ nurse told us that Bria went through a gruesome rape right? You was there when they said she would never be able to have kids, right? If my memory serves me right, you were the same one that found that big ass bruise on Bria’s back when he decided that my daughter was his fuckin’ punching bag! It seems like you may have forgotten what the fuck has taken place over the last few months,” Dontae barked at me.
“Dontae, don’t you sit here and act like I forgot about all of that shit that happened to Bria! If you want to be a smart ass about the situation, if my memory serves me right, were the fuck was I after every time something happened? Right fuckin’ there! So don’t try to act like I’m trying to play stupid or some shit. In no way am I trying to take up for Sharice. I just feel like everybody deserves a second chance and you not being fair!” I said, standing up from the table.
“Alright, neither one of us is going to be the judge to this. Watch this. BRIA!” Dontae yelled and a minute later, Bria came down the stairs with one of her dolls in her hand.
“Yes Daddy?” she asked, standing in front of him. Dontae reached out his arms, picking Bria up, and sat her on his lap.
“Do you want to see Sharice?” Dontae asked and Bria quickly shook her head no.
“There’s your answer. She said no. You can go back upstairs baby girl,” Dontae said, but I wasn’t feeling that so I was about to step in.
“Bria, remember when my stomach was a little big and you kept asking me what was in my stomach and I told you that it was your little brother or sister?” I asked her and she nodded her head yes.
“And remember when I was sick in the hospital and when we came home, I told you that your brother wasn’t inside of me anymore?” I asked and she nodded her head again.
“And where did I tell you that your bother was going?” I quizzed. I wanted to see if she remembered what I had told her.
“You told me that my little brother was going to go to Heaven and that he was going to always be here with us. You said even though we will never see him again, we have to still love him,” Bria said and a single tear dropped from my eye and I quickly wiped it away.
“Okay, so what if Sharice has to go to Heaven? Do you want to see her before she goes because once she leaves you won’t get to see her again,” I said, trying my best to put it in away without creeping her out. I wasn’t trying to force this on Bria but I at least wanted her to have an idea of what was going on around her.
“I don’t want to see her,” Bria cried and threw her doll down on the floor.
“Breesha, leave her the fuck alone man! She said she don’t want to see her!” Dontae barked at me and I looked at him with tears in my eyes as he picked Bria up and tried to get her to calm down.
I felt terrible. I guess I just knew how it felt to have my mother taken away from me at a young age and never having to have that final goodbye. Even though my mom committed suicide, I still never got a chance for a final conversation. It was like she was just taken from me. I wanted Bria to have that. I didn’t want her to go through what I went through, hell, what I was still going though, regretting never telling my mom that I loved her before she died. Years from now, when Sharice was dead and gone, I didn’t want Bria to regret this day. But she had already made up her mind and I couldn’t force her to do something that she didn’t want to do. At the end of the day, I didn’t know all of the things that took place with Bria while at Sharice’s house but I knew there was more to the story because even after I told Bria that Sharice was basically going to die, she still didn’t care to see her.
I walked upstairs and went into Dontae’s and my bedroom and gently shut the door. I walked inside of the bathroom in the room and closed and locked that door. My feelings were hurt and I just needed time to calm down. I never meant to make Bria cry but if it was going to cause her that much pain, I was going to leave the situation alone. The most important part was the fact that I tried. After splashing some cold water on my face, I emerged from the bathroom and Dontae was standing in front of the door.
“What you crying for?” he asked, walking up on me.
“Nothing,” I said, trying to walk around him but he wasn’t letting me get through. I was mad at how he snapped at me downstairs.
“Breesha what’s wrong with you and why were you crying?” he asked me again.
“Dontae leave me alone because you didn’t even have to do all of that down there,” I said to him.
“Do what? Tell you to leave her the fuck alone when clearly you was pissing her off with all those damn questions?! And when did you tell Bria about losing the baby because I don’t remember that?” he asked me.
“After we came home from the hospital. She knew something was going on and I didn’t want to keep ignoring the question, so I had to tell her,” I told him.
“Okay, well you got your answer, so don’t ask her that shit no more Breesha, I’m serious,” Dontae said and I nodded my head and went downstairs to go watch TV.
Chapter 19: Dontae
I didn’t even mean to snap on Breesha like that but her ass pissed me off, grilling my damn daughter like that. I have a heart and I was willing to let Sharice meet with Bria but hell, y’all heard what my daughter said. She said no! I know most parents probably don’t let their child have a choice but I was not about force this shit on her. Bria just started back sleeping in her own room and I didn’t want to have to go back down that road to having her sleeping in the bed with me and Breesha. Don’t get me wrong, I love my daughter but her li’l ass would be cock blocking like a mothafucka?
??. And it was like one she got in the bed with us, Breesha’s pussy went under fuckin’ construction. She didn’t even let a nigga hit it in the downstairs bathroom or the guest room. Nothing! Her ass was so selfish with her shit.
I let Breesha have her little tantrum and I got in the bed and smoked me a much needed Blunt. God knows I needed something to calm down my fuckin’ nerves. After being in the room for over two hours, I noticed that Breesha still hadn’t brought her ass back upstairs. I walked out of the room and into my daughter’s room to see Bria laying on top of the covers with her favorite doll in her hands. I walked over and picked her up, placing her under the covers and turning off her room light. I went into the hallway and took the stairs down into the den, where I heard the TV playing. Breesha was laid out on the couch with a cover wrapped around her body watching Lean On Me.
“You stay watching this gay ass movie,” I said, taking the remote from off the couch.
“Move Dontae. Don’t turn it because this is my favorite part,” she said, referring to the part where Mr. Clark made the boys sing the school song in the bathroom.
I shook my head and let her watch that part and then I turned the TV off. I heard her suck her teeth and I went over to the lamp and turned it on.
