Page 66 of Ghetto Heartstrings
“Nigga, who greedy? You already knew I wanted some, so you should’ve just got them anyway.”
“Sick of yo big head ass.” He mumbled joking.
Brook’Lynn didn’t even have to ask questions because it was none of her business, but she had a feeling what it was cause what was real was gon’ always stay put. Boom and Yaya were acting weird as shit around each other trying their hardest to ignore one another but everybody saw right through the act, they needed to get it together.
The nurse walked in with a wheelchair and some discharge papers full of instructions that Brook’Lynn gladly accepted and allowed Perfect to wheel her out of there. Everyone had to go off and do their own thing, but she was happy to just be out of there and going home. It felt good to get a good breeze and feel a little sun, the only thing that had her fear was the nightmares that came every time she closed her eyes, she couldn’t get the visualof everything that happened to her out of her head, especially from her abuser.
Brook’Lynn lay on the couch with a comfortable fleece suit on, a pair of cozy socks covered her feet, and a throw blanket kept her warm. Perfect made sure the house was clean, and he also made sure she had everything she needed on down to her medications. She tried to keep an unbothered look on her face because she didn’t want to worry Perfect, but it was getting very hard to keep snapping herself out of a daze. She didn’t know if she was slipping into a depression state or what, but she was determined to try and fight it, she kept having thoughts of her baby girl and the fucked up feeling of having to bury her.
Perfect made his way back out into the livin room, “Brook, you, okay?” He asked, snapping her from her thoughts.
“Huh…” She blinked, “What did you say?”
He placed his body on the other side of hers not wanting to hurt her injured shoulder, he still couldn’t believe all that shit happened to her; he would’ve gladly traded places with her any day so she wouldn’t have had to endure that pain. “I asked if you was okay baby. I ain’t gon’ lie, I’m worried about you. Like, I can tell it’s somethin’ goin’ on in your head, if you need to talk about it let’s talk, or I can get you some help but either way I don’t want you to hold that shit in.”
She nodded her head and leaned her head on his shoulder, “I know baby, but I’ll get through this, I know I will. I just gotta be strong, I can’t let the devil trick me out of life. As a matter of fact, I don’t want to continue to dwell on what happened either. I won’t let it control my life like that.”
“I’m scared to even leave you alone. No lie, I’m terrified like a muthafucka. The last time I left you alone, you almost got taken away from me for good. I can’t even explain what I was going through.” His heart was full of emotion, and he actually got a taste of how it would be if he didn’t have her aroundforeal and it drove him crazy cause mentally and emotionally that wasn’t some shit he was prepared for. There was a knock on the door in the middle of the conversation in which they both were able to see who it was once they switched the screen to the security monitors. Perfect wasn’t taking anymore chances, while Brook’Lynn was in the hospital he had top of the line security alarms and cameras put inside and outside of the house.
He got up and opened it up for Aunt Ruth since she insisted on coming over to help make sure Brook’Lynn had hot meals and to give him a break to go handle his business. She stood at the door holding her famous carrot cake and her favorite dish, a pan of lasagna. “Hey shuga.” She greeted him.
He hugged her and stepped to the side so she could walk in, “let me get this stuff from you.” He grabbed everything from her hand.
“You leaving out now?” she asked.
“Nah, I actually decided to chill today, I’m still pretty fucked up.”
“Watch your mouth.” She scolded him, “But I understand.”
Perfect chuckled, my bad Aunt Ruth, you know I didn’t mean no disrespect.”
She sighed, “I know, you kids done been through so much. How you holdin’ up son?”
“Solid.” He replied.
“Keep your head up.” She said before walking in looking for her young niece so she could shower her with some love. She hated that it had come to this, but she knew long ago it could be a disaster, she just didn’t expect it to be as big as of disaster that it was. She found Brook’Lynn lying on the couch and felt sorry for her. When Brook’Lynn looked up and saw her, she cut her phone convo with Yaya. “Ya…be careful out there and please make sure you come and see me soon.” She told her as Yaya prepared to hop on her flight back to Dallas.
Before she could even acknowledge Aunt Ruth, her phone was ringing again but this time it was Boom. “Hey, you and Yaya always have the same timing with these phone calls.”
“What you mean? How you feelin’ lil sis?” He asked.
“I’ll be okay…” she responded. “But what I meant was as soon as she hangs up, you call or vice versa.”
“What she got goin’ on?” He asked.
“Nothing much she just called me before she hops on her plane.”
Boom briefly paused, “She goin’ back to Texas?”
“Yep.” She told him.
“Let me ask you somethin’…who is this Snake nigga? You know anything about him?”
“That’s girl code Boom; I can’t talk about that.”
“Come on Brook, it’s only one nigga I know of with that name in Dallas and if this is the same nigga, that nigga ain’t nothin’ but trouble. That ain’t a good man Brook.”
She thought about what he was saying and it kind of messed her up cause if that were true, then she was obligated to tell him the truth or either let Yaya do it. “I think you should just call and talk to her, she doesn’t mind talking to you, she’s just under the impression that you hate her.”
