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“Shut up, Aimon! How do you think I feel? Did you think I wanted this? My mother’s life hangs in the balance, and you just thought I’d hop off your dick and let her die without me? I didn’t have a choice!
“Of course you did.”
“Obviously not. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t plan to do that.”
But did I?
“Will you keep it?”
My head turned so that I could look at him from over my shoulder. “What do you mean?”
“If you are pregnant and the old bastard dies before you have it; will you keep it?”
“I’m not going to be pregnant, Aimon.”
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
“You’re on birth control?” Relief took over his tone. “Thank you, God.”
“Well, no.”
“No! Then how do you know? Because you believe the curse?”
Again, I turned. I took in the cuffs, thanking my lucky stars he couldn’t get to me. A part of me wanted to lie and go back to try to seduce him again. I couldn’t.
“There is no curse. I lied. Your grandfather can’t have children, but I don’t know why.”
“Did I already call you a bitch before? Bitch.” The word came out through clenched teeth. “You are some piece of work. You’re not George’s daughter. The George I knew would have never raised you like that.”
“You don’t say his name.”
“I damn will if I want to. George was my godfather. What you just did—”
“Stop!”
He didn’t have to tell me what a horrible person I was, or what an atrocious act I’d committed. His cum was still slick between my thighs. I was feeling the shame deep within my bones, through the drugging effects. It was eating at me, twisting and stabbing my stomach like knives. A stomach that might be big with a baby in nine months. No…I wouldn’t think that yet. I couldn’t. I needed my mom.
“Thomas!” Knock. “You open this door right now! Thomas, please!”
But he didn’t come, and me, I refused to go anywhere near that bed. Instead, I headed back to the small sofa, curling into a ball in the corner as tears streamed down my face. It was amazing how death could change someone. How the fear of the unknown could destroy any sense of self one had left. I was alone. My parents, my mother, was dying. She wouldn’t return to me. The doctors assured me that. So, it was just me: my father’s daughter left to herself. Left to be alone in a city she didn’t want to be in anymore. Sure, New York has its perks, but not any I could think of without my parents in it. All I had were memories, and those were too painful to face. Especially now.
A moan followed by chains jerking had me holding to myself tighter. Aimon kept calling to me throughout the hours. Whether it was from his anger or need, I didn’t know. I didn’t want to ever face him again.
“Fayette.”
My head lifted at the different voice, noticing the figure in the door. My heart all but stopped as I flew to my feet. “Thomas. Is it time? Can I go see my mom now?” I quickly headed in his direction, only to stop as he shook his head.
“I’m so sorry, Fay. I don’t know how to tell you this.” Silence. One heartbeat. Two. “Your mother passed before I picked you up.”
“W-What?”
“It’s the reason I came for you. Master Carmelo promised your father if anything were to happen, he’d take care of you. There was no loan. No debt that needed to be paid.”
“What the fuck?” Chains clinked through Aimon’s anger, but I only saw Thomas.
