Post by Sweet Meat aka CC on Oct 31, 2003 23:29:00 GMT -5
HAPPY ENDINGS
[glow=red,2,300]“I don’t know why/Why you came in my life/Just to see me cry/Or maybe to see me die/But look at me now”
—Mary J. Blige: Happy Endings[/glow]
—Mary J. Blige: Happy Endings[/glow]
“Miss Cates, here’s a card for a counselor that I feel you need to speak with down at the Domestic Violence Center.”, Dr. Dennis stated as he handed the business card over to Shalena.
Earlier that morning, Shalena underwent having an abortion. Four days ago, when she told her on-again, off-again boyfriend of 2 years, DaShawn, that she was pregnant, he physically abused her. He told her that she was trying to trap him by becoming pregnant and he wasn’t standing for it. He then followed up by telling her that she was going to get rid of the baby or he would be gone for good. And although he had a 3-year-old daughter from a previous relationship Shalena did as she was told because anytime she didn’t do what he told her, he would abuse her.
However, trapping DaShawn wasn’t Shalena’s intention. The fact of the matter was he had come home high late one night about a month beforehand and forced himself on Shalena against her will. And just as he had always done throughout their stormy relationship, he turned the blame around on her.
“I don’t need to see a counselor. I’m doin’ juss fine!”, she snapped at the doctor as she placed her sunglasses back on her face to cover her blackened eye. She had tried to conceal it with makeup.
“Well at least think about it.”, the doctor calmly replied before leaving out of the room. As soon as he was gone, Shalena took the card, tore it into small pieces and threw it in the wastebasket. Then she put on her jacket and left the clinic.
On her way home on the subway, she pulled her Discman out of her bag to listen to Mary J. Blige’s “Share My World” CD to drown out the cries of a small child who was sitting across from her on his mother’s lap. However, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him. This made Shalena especially sad since she would never know if her baby would’ve been a boy or a girl, who it would’ve looked like, and what it could’ve turned out to be in life.
“God, please forgive me for what I’ve done and take care of my baby.”, she silently prayed while fighting back tears. She then skipped her CD to track #12 and put “Keep Your Head” on repeat. She concentrated on the lyrics during the rest of the ride before getting off at the next stop.
Under normal circumstances, Shalena would’ve walked the 11 blocks back to her place, but because of the painful cramps she was suffering from after her procedure, she decided to flag down a taxi.
A few minutes later when the taxi dropped her off in front of her place, she noticed that DaShawn’s ride was parked across the street even though it was the middle of the day. But then she thought nothing of it as she slowly walked up the flight of stairs to her apartment. She was thinking that maybe he wasn’t feeling well and left work early…WRONG!
Upon entering her home, Shalena noticed that the tv in the living room was on although she heard some loud music coming from the back bedroom.
“Dashawn?!”, she stated as she began to head down the hallway. However, she didn’t hear a response from him. Instead, she heard the sound of a woman moaning as she approached the bedroom door.
“No this muphucca don’t have a itchb in my bed?!”, Shalena frantically thought to herself as she flung the door open. But sure enough, she witnessed DaShawn and his baby’s momma, Maria, having sex.
“Shawn!!!”, Shalena shrieked out of more hurt than anger.
“What the cufk are you doin’ here?!!”, he barked as he sat up and pushed Maria off of him.
Without saying a word, Shalena snapped and quickly turned around and headed for the kitchen. A few seconds later, she returned with a butcher knife raised in the air.
“Yall got 5 seconds to get the cufk outta here!!!”, she shouted as she slowly walked towards them.
Maria began to scream and ran behind DaShawn. However, he ran from in front of her to head for the door to escape first. It wasn’t until they were both chased out of the apartment that he and Maria realized they were half-dressed.
“Lena open this door so we can get our clothes!!!”, he shouted while pounding on the door.
“Yall want yall isht?!!! You betta go outside to get ‘em ‘cause I juss tossed all that cufkin’ isht!!!”, she shouted back without opening the door.
“Look, I’m not playin’ with your @$$! Open this cufkin’ door!!!”, he shouted as he continued to pound on the door. By this time, a few neighbors who were home came out of their apartments to see what all the commotion was about.
“What the cufk yall lookin’ at?!”, he snapped at an elderly man who just stood shaking his head at him and Maria who was covering her bare breasts with her arms.
“Yall need Jesus!”, the elderly man replied before stepping back into his apartment.
“Come on!”, DaShawn ordered Maria as he ushered her downstairs. After they reached the bottom floor, he ran over to a payphone to call the police.
Within minutes, the police arrived and one proceeded to rush upstairs to persuade Shalena to open the door so DaShawn could get his car keys while the second officer went out back to gather Maria and DaShawn’s clothing so they could get dressed.
After the first policeman knocked several times, Shalena still wouldn’t come to the door.
“Lena, open the muphuccin’ door!”, DaShawn yelled while watching the policeman knock on the door continuously.
“Ma’am, please come to the door! If you don’t open up, we’ll have to use force!”, the police officer warned. Still his orders went unanswered. He backed up and kicked on the door several times before it swung open.
He and his partner ordered Maria and DaShawn to stay in the hall while they went inside.
“Ma’am?! Hello?!”, they both shouted as they cautiously walked through the apartment to find Shalena.
“Call the paramedics!!!”, the second policeman commanded when he discovered Shalena lying on the bathroom floor. He also found a bottle of pills near her lifeless body. They were the painkillers that she was given by the clinic.
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“Ma?”, Shalena weakly asked when she opened up her eyes the next day. She thought she was still asleep and dreaming when she saw her mother standing next to her.
“Shhhh…don’t say anything. You need to rest.”, her mother whispered as she brought Shalena’s hand up to her lips to kiss. “Glory be to God that you’re still here!”
Shalena slowly directed her eyes to the other side of the bed where her long-time neighbor and friend, Janette, was standing with a small smile on her face.
“I called your family the minute I found out you were in here.”, she stated in response to the confusing look Shalena had given her.
Shalena immediately became embarrassed when she remembered why she was in the hospital. “I’m sorry, ma.”
“Stop that kinda talk! You have nothin’ to be sorry about!”, her mother immediately replied.
“No, she’s not sorry; but that @$$hole she ran off with will be when I get my hands on him!”, her overprotective father mumbled as he stood at the window before walking over to her bedside.
“Marvin, not now!”, her mother whispered as she quickly glanced in his direction.
“Hell no, not now! But soon…he’s gonna pay for what he did to our daughter!”, he snapped as he took another look at Shalena’s bruised eye. He then proceeded to storm out of the room.
Tears began to fall from Shalena’s eyes when she realized how upset her father had become. She felt like everything had become her fault within the last few years.
“It’s gonna be okay.”, Janette softly stated as she squeezed Shalena’s hand that she was holding onto.
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