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Authors: Keisha Ervin

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Dylan most certainly wasn’t ready or willing to forgive her. She couldn’t even look at Billie. She despised her. She would never look at her the same again. All of the admiration and trust they’d built over the years had been built upon a lie. Now it made total sense why Billie hated State so much. The hate she pretended to have for him probably was secretly lust.

Dylan stared at Billie and wondered how she and State met. Was it an instant attraction? Had she loved him? Had he loved her? So many thoughts tormented Dylan’s mind. She wanted to rip Billie’s hair out. She wanted to choke her. Dylan hated her so much she even wanted to spit in her face.

To her Billie was a fake, a fraud, a complete and utter hypocrite. She’d made Dylan look like a fool. For over three years Dylan cried on Billie’s shoulder about State. Never once did she open her mouth and say,
‘Hey I have a son with the man you love.’
Dylan always secretly looked up to Billie. She was the epitome of grace, elegance and class. In comparison to Billie she always came across dingy and insecure. She always felt inadequate. Billie never ceased to make her feel opposite either.

She always put Dylan down and made her feel less than. Maybe the entire time Billie was jealous that State loved Dylan. Hell, it was obvious that he loved Dylan more than he loved her. Dylan would never forgive Billie. Their over ten year friendship was over. As if things couldn’t get anymore complicated, the emergency room doors opened and in walked State.

He was dressed to the nine in a custom made, black Tom Ford tuxedo. A white cashmere scarf hung delicately from his neck. No other man on the planet could rock a suit or a tuxedo like State. The fabric seemed to cling to the peaks and valleys of his muscular physique.

“Sorry it took me so long to get here.” He stated out of breath. “I was at a charity gala all the way across town. Now can somebody please explain to me what is going on?”

“You the daddy!” Tee-Tee blurted out carelessly. “Survey says!” He imitated Steve Harvey on the Family Feud. “You’re Kyrese’s daddy!”

State was every bit the color of black Hawaiian sand but when he learned that he was Kyrese’s father he turned the color of snow.

“Billie, is that true?” He glanced over at her helplessly.

The fact that there was no denial of their secret relationship on State’s part killed Dylan.

Billie didn’t even bother responding to State. Instead she inhaled deeply and rolled her eyes. The response was confirmation for State. He didn’t need for her to say yes.

            “Now listen.” Tee-Tee threw his hips from side to side and sashayed over to State. “Kyrese has lost a lot of blood in the accident and the doctors need you to give up some of your blood so Kyrese can have a C.S.I.”

            “A what?” State screwed up his face.

            “A colonoscopy.” Tee-Tee corrected himself.

            “What?” State said, confused.

            “He needs a blood transfusion,” Cain yelled, sizing State up.

            “There you go!” Tee-Tee snapped his finger, proudly. Now just scurry your lil’ fine self down that hallway to that cute lil’ ole nurse and she’ll take it from there.

 

 

 

 

Don’t sleep when you know you gotta good girl.

-Beyoncé feat Drake, “Mine”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 10

The longer Dylan sat in the emergency room trying to conceal her anger the angrier she became. Every time she looked over at Billie and saw that stupid expression of guilt on her face, she wanted to slap the taste out of her mouth. Everyone was trying to be respectful of her feelings and not bring up the obvious but Dylan was over the silence. If no one else was going to call her out on her shit she was.

“So you just gon’ sit there and not say nothing?” Dylan shot. “I mean damn, you owe everyone in this room an explanation.”

“I know that I do,” Billie said, somberly.

“You know what?” Dylan waved her off. “Save it ‘cause the only thing that’s going to come out of that mouth is another goddamn lie.”

“Lying ass heffa.” Dylan rolled her eyes.

“Yo’ calm down,” Angel grimaced.

“Excuse you?” Dylan turned and looked at him.

“It’s too much going on for all that.”

“Well excuse the fuck outta me!” Dylan drew her head back, appalled. “Excuse me for fucking having feelings. I just had a freakin’ bombshell dropped on me. I’m mad. I’m upset and I have every right to feel some type of way right about now!”

“Nobody said that you shouldn’t be upset but you going mighty hard for a nigga you ain’t got feelings for!” Angel shot. “Last I checked you were married to me. So why you trippin’ off this nigga being Kyrese father?”

“You playing right?” Dylan quizzed. “How would you feel if you were with someone for three years and were engaged to marry them and then you find out that your so called best friend slash sister in-law has not only slept with him but had a whole child with that person? I straight up loved that man. He took me through hell and back and Billie,” Dylan pointed her finger in her direction.

“Your sister sat idly by and watched the shit with glee!” Dylan erupted from her seat.

“Seeing you hurt over State never made me happy.” Billie tried to explain.

“Bitch fuck you!” Dylan threw up the middle finger. “You probably enjoyed every fuckin’ minute of it. Cause you’re fuckin’ miserable! If yo’ ass ain’t happy, ain’t nobody fuckin’ happy!”

“Dylan sit down! You’re causing a damn scene.” Angel tried to yank her down by her arm.

“I will not calm down! ‘Cause somebody need to tell her ass about herself! What kind of person sits there and holds a secret like that for twelve years. I mean this bitch didn’t flinch! You sat there and watched me fall in-love with this man and him break my heart, knowing damn well you have fucked him too and he yo’ baby daddy!”

“That was pretty ratchet, Billie,” Tee-Tee confessed.

“That’s some sick shit, right? And poor Cain!” Dylan threw her hands up in the air, frantically. “You have dogged this man from the moment he left you! This man has been every name in the fuckin’ book, except a child of god!”

Dylan walked over, leaned down and got Billie’s face.

“Uh oh it’s… about… to… go… down.” Tee-Tee’s eyes grew wide.

“You made us hate him. You had us feeling sorry for you when he left you. Now I see why.” Dylan seethed with anger.

“I would’ve left yo’ ass too. You’re pathetic.”Spit spewed from her mouth.

“Ok that’s enough!” Angel grabbed her by the arm.

“Oh no! I’m just getting started!” Dylan said, amped up.

“Start yo’ ass out of the damn door.” Angel pulled her out of the building. “You feel better now?” He let her go once the hospital doors closed.

“No, I don’t!” Dylan paced back and forth.

“What the fuck you pacing and shit for? You amped than a muthafucka over this shit, to the point you making me think you still love this nigga.” Angel looked her up and down. 

“You know what?” Dylan stopped dead in her tracks and looked at him.

“You need to stop! If I wanted to be wit’ State, I would fuckin’ be with him! You have to get it into your thick ass head that my best friend and fiancé both lied to me! What they did to me is some shit you would see on Maury Povich! This shit ain’t normal! My fuckin’ feelings are hurt. I’m confused and all you’re worried about is you and your insecure ass feelings!”

“Insecure?” Angel furrowed his brows. “I’m far from insecure, ma.”

“I can’t tell! ‘Cause every five seconds you keep bringing up do I still have feelings for him!” Dylan rolled her neck. “You can’t put yourself in my shoes and see how I feel?”

“And you don’t wanna acknowledge how the fuck I feel!” Angel yelled, causing the veins in his neck to bulge. “Every time I turn around here this nigga come! You cheated on me with this lousy muthafucka! I don’t want this nigga nowhere around you or my family!”

“Well too fuckin’ late!” Dylan shrugged her shoulders.

“Your sister fucked him too so now he’s in our life for good.” She reached inside her pocket and grabbed her car keys. “I’m over this shit.”

“Where you going?” Angel asked.

“To get my baby and go the fuck home!” Dylan stormed off.

“I rode wit’ you! How in the hell am I going to get home?!”

“Ask State to drop you off,” Dylan spat.

“You real funny.” Angel sucked his teeth then walked back inside.

Just as he reentered the waiting room the doctor reemerged with more news.

“I’m happy to say that State was a match and that the blood transfusion was a success. Kyrese is in stable condition but he still hasn’t awakened yet.” Dr. Kline stated.

“Thank you god!” Tee-Tee exhaled a sigh of relief.

“Can I go see him?” Billie asked.

“Yes,” Dr. Kline smiled.

“I would like to see him too,” Cain said too.

“Of course. Follow me.” Dr. Kline led the way to Kyrese’s hospital room.

 

 

A few hours passed and everyone had gone home except Billie. It didn’t matter to her that she needed to clean herself up and get some rest. The only thing that mattered was Kyrese. He looked so peaceful as he lay unconscious in the hospital bed. It looked as if he was simply asleep but the fact that he may never wake up lingered over Billie’s head. All sorts of tubes were stuck to his body. Billie didn’t know how long she could watch him lie in such a helpless, sickly state.

It was especially hard to see him that way knowing that it was her fault he was there. She kept praying to God that he wake up and at least move so that she would know he was alright. But minute after minute nothing happened. He just lie there breathing lifelessly. Every second that went by with him not awake tore at Billie’s heart. There was no way on God’s green earth that she could lose her son.

He was her everything. When Cain left, he became the man of the house. He helped Billie run the house and keep the twins in line.  He was her mini me. Kyrese was reserved and quiet just like her. He spoke only when necessary and when he did it was always something profound and way beyond his years.

“C’mon Kyrese, wake up for mommy,” Billie pleaded, holding his hand. “Please just wake up.”

But nothing happened. The heart monitor continued to beep and Kyrese just lie there frozen in time. Billie closed her eyes inhaled deeply then exhaled. No amount of money or influence she had would fix this. She couldn’t talk her way out of this. Only God could pull Kyrese through and at the moment he seemed to have him on hold. For Billie things couldn’t have gotten worse that was until State walked into the room.

“Uh ah!” She shook her head. “Not now. I can’t deal with you right now.” She shook her head back and forth.

“We all can’t get what we want now can we?” State responded, coolly.

“What do you want?”

“I came to see my son. Do you mind?” He replied, sarcastically.

“Actually, I do cause I would prefer some alone time with him.”

“You’ve had twelve years of having him all to yourself. I think it’s time you learn how to share.” State unbuttoned his tuxedo jacket and pulled up a chair on the opposite side of the bed.

“How in the hell did you keep this shit a secret for all of these years? He looks just like me.” State looked on at Kyrese.

“I did what I had to do.” Billie stared at Kyrese too.

“You didn’t have to what you did, though.”

“Oh yes, I did.” Billie nodded her head.

“So you knew all along that he was my son?”

“I knew from the moment the pregnancy test said positive,” Billie declared.

“So why didn’t you ever tell me?”

“You’re kidding me right?” Billie looked at him like he was stupid.

“Does it look like I’m playing?” State ice grilled her.

“You must have selective amnesia.” Billie shot with an attitude.

“What are you talking about?” State asked confused.

Billie’s heart began to race a mile a minute thinking about her and State’s past. Twelve years had passed but she could remember every moment they shared as if it were yesterday. She was twenty-three years old and fresh on summer break from school. Billie was beyond excited to begin her summer internship at a budding record company called Mass Appeal. The record label had only been active two years and had already signed five major artists, two of which had gone diamond. Mass Appeal was a great place for Billie to get her feet wet in the music industry.

Her mother Cissy highly disapproved of her decision. She felt that Billie should have been in New York interning at the Guggenheim or in Florence, Italy at the
Galleria Dell'Accademia not at some hip hop and r&b record label in St. Louis. But for the first time in her life, Billie decided to defy her mother and do what made her happy. Her entire life she’d lived for her mother. Anything Cissy wanted, Billie did.  She had to be the perfect, pristine daughter.

Angel on the other hand got to be free and do as he pleased because he was a boy, which Billie never understood. When Angel decided he wanted to become a professional boxer there was no dispute. Their parents found him the best trainer money could buy and from there his career soared. When Billie expressed her feelings about going into the music industry to become an industry exec her parents, especially her mother flipped.

She told Billie that no respectable woman as smart as Billie should work in the music industry. To Cissy the music industry was filled with a bunch of crooks, gang bangers and drug dealers. Cissy wanted Billie to follow in her and every other socialites’ footsteps. She thought Billie should graduate from college, marry well, have children, become philanthropic, throw lavish parties and support her husbands’ dreams. Although Billie loved Cain her boyfriend and high school sweetheart she saw herself as more than a football player’s future wife. She had dreams all her own that she wanted to fulfill. Despite her mothers’ disapproval Billie was determined to spend the summer doing what made her happy.

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