“I’m sorry, Ms. Diaz, that this happened to you. Whoever put this in your system didn’t use a large dose which is why you were able to get out of there, call yourself a taxi and then drive yourself here. I understand right now that you may be a little confused, and that is quite normal because that is one of the side effects. We should have all of this out of your system within the next few hours,” the doctor said, giving me a look of sympathy.
“Few hours? Do I have to stay overnight?” I asked her.
“Yes, you do, so that we can keep a close eye on you. We’ll keep you hydrated with plenty of water and I’ll have you discharged in the morning.” She patted my thigh and then walked out of the room.
I knew there was absolutely no way that I would be able to go through this alone, so I had to call Diandre and let him know what was going on.
Chapter 20: Dre
It was going on eight o’clock at night, and I had yet to get in contact with Toya. I had been in meetings damn near all day, and it wasn’t until I saw that she hadn’t called a nigga all day, that I started to believe that something might be wrong. I never had to call Toya this many times to get her to answer the phone because she knew how I felt about her not answering the phone the first time.
I knew she was set to start back work today, but her ass wasn’t so busy to the point where she couldn’t at least shoot a nigga a text to let me know that she was at least still breathing. I was on my way to her office to see what was up with her, when my phone started ringing and it was her ass.
“Your motha fuckin’ ass better have a real valid excuse as to why you haven’t been answering the phone all damn day!” I said as soon as I answered the phone. It wasn’t until I heard her sniffle that I stopped myself and realized that something was wrong with her.
“T, what’s good with you? You alright, baby?” I asked her.
She continued to cry into the phone, and this shit was making me mad because I didn’t know what was going on.
“Toya, tell me where you’re at and I’ll be on the way,” I told her.
“I’m… at… the hospital,” she said.
“The hospital? What the fuck for?” I barked into the phone.
“I’m at Memorial, just please hurry up,” she cried and then hung up the phone.
I made an illegal ass U-turn in the middle of the road and headed in the direction of Memorial hospital. What the fuck, man! I’d just left Toya last night. What the hell could have gone down that fast? I just thought about it, she went back to work today. I swear to God on my damn grandma, if that nigga laid a finger on my girl, I was going back to jail today for murder!
Fifteen minutes later, I pulled up to the hospital and parked the car in the emergency room parking lot. I quickly got out the car and jogged all the way over until I reached the entrance. Luckily, no one was standing in line, so I was able to walk right up.
“All I need to know is which room Latoya Diaz is in,” I said, slapping my driver’s license on the counter in front of the receptionist at the front.
She looked at me and went to type something in her computer. After she gave me the room number and took my picture, I quickly made my way to the elevators, anxious to see what was going on with my girl. I took the elevators up the three floors, got off and walked down the long hallway to Toya’s room. When I walked inside, she was lying down on her side and her back was facing me.
“Toya, what’s going on, man? What happened?” I said, walking further into the room.
I looked at her and could tell from her eyes that she was sedated because she looked like she was trying to drift off to sleep. But, I couldn’t let her do that until I found out what was going on with her.
“James,” she said, still keeping her eyes closed.
“James, what? What the fuck did he do?” I asked Toya.
It was too late because her ass was knocked out. How the hell did she go from calling me and crying for me to come to the hospital, and then when I get there, she falls her ass to sleep? Fuck that, I was about to find out what happened from the doctor!
The Next Day
“You know I’m mad that you went and called a damn taxi after that shit went down, when you knew you could have called me,” I said to Toya the next day as we laid up in my bed together.
I wanted so bad to yell at her, but she had suffered enough, so I chose to be calm in the matter. But it was killing me not to snap on her ass. I hated that Toya felt like she couldn’t tell me certain shit because she was scared of the way I would react. Me, being her man, she should have called me as soon as she left his house. I don’t see why that wouldn’t have crossed her mind first.
“Dre, you know what’s hurting me the most right now? The fact that my mother isn’t here. I just feel like I don’t have her here to protect me anymore, and to say things that will make me feel like it’s going to be okay. I’m hurting so bad right now, Dre, and I need her with me here more than anything,” Toya cried.
I pulled her into me. I hated to see her like this. Unfortunately, I never got the chance to meet Toya’s mom, but she spoke very highly of her, making me wish that I had met her before. I was going to have my grandmother meet Toya because Toya was missing that strong female touch in her life.
“Baby, I know you miss her, and I’m not here to try to take her spot, but I just want you to know that you have me. My job is to protect you, and I just wish that you would get that through your head, T. Everything happens for a reason though, baby girl. I know one thing, your mom is happy about the woman you turned out to be,” I said. Shit, I wasn’t good with this sentimental shit, but for Toya, I had to fuckin’ try.
“I got fired yesterday, Dre, you think she’s happy about that?” Toya cried.
“Sssh, Toya, all that is a minor setback for a major comeback,” I said and wrapped my arms around her even tighter.
If you ask me, I was too damn happy that Toya wasn’t working there anymore. Better they did it because if I had found out that James was there when she went back to work yesterday, I was going to make her ass quit. I didn’t want her anywhere near that clown. Don’t get me wrong, I hated to see her down and out like this, but with the way my life was about to change, I wanted Toya there every step of the way.
I knew the type of woman Toya was, and I knew that she wasn’t just going to sit on her ass while I brought home the money, so that wasn’t even an option. Right now, I’m just asking that she ride with a nigga, and I promise I had a big surprise up my sleeve for her in the end. In fact, I was already working on it before she even got fired.
Chapter 21: Charlie
One Month Later
After finding out the devastating news about Toya, Monae and I decided to take her out of town just for a little trip that I’m sure she would enjoy and that she needed. Dre had called me the other day saying how he couldn’t get Toya to get out of the house, and that she was just going through a very depressed time in her life. Toya always got like this around this time of the year because it was the anniversary of her mother’s death. Now, she had to deal with the fact that it was her mother’s death anniversary, on top of having lost her job a month before. I felt for my girl, but she had us, and I knew one thing, and that was that her ass wasn’t pressed for money. Toya just was an independent ass woman, and she wanted to work.
We didn’t go anywhere far for the trip, I just thought that it would be nice to get her out of the house which is why we were staying in Orlando for the weekend. We had done everything down there from shopping, eating, and hitting up the boardwalk, but I could still tell that there was something bothering Toya, and something that she wasn’t telling us.
On top of that, her ass had been throwing up since we had gotten down here, and mind you, I was the one pregnant. Monae and I swore up and down that her ass was pregnant and I was going to ask for sure as soon as we got back to the hotel. We were coming back from lunch, which was cut short due to Toya not feeling well.
As soon as we made it back
to our suite, Toya went in her room and closed the door. “You going to ask her or you want me to?” Monae asked me as we stood in the kitchen area.
“I’ll ask her. I already know she going to snap on my ass though because I don’t know what the hell she did, but I could hear Dre yelling at her through the phone this morning, and she been acting like a bitch ever since,” I said.
Monae laughed.
“Girl, when is that nigga not yelling at her? Okay, you ask and I’ll go in with you. Just in case she snap on your ass, I’ll help defend you,” Monae said.
I nodded, and we headed into Toya’s room. She had the door unlocked, so the two of us made our way inside. When we stepped in, she was lying under the bed with the covers over her body.
‘Toya, what’s going on with you?’ I asked, taking the covers off of her.
“Charlie, why the fuck would you do that? Come on, I don’t feel good.” She snatched the covers and put them back on.
“You don’t feel good or your ass is pregnant?” I quizzed.
Silence.
“Toya, are you pregnant?” I asked her.
Silence
“Your ass is pregnant! Why didn’t you say anything? Does Dre know?”
“I don’t know if it’s his baby,” she said, barely above a whisper.
“What did you say?” I asked and sat down on the bed.
“I don’t think this baby is Dre’s. Before we left, I went to the doctor’s office and took a pregnancy test there because I kept throwing up. Come to find out, I’m four weeks pregnant. The day this mess happened with James was four weeks ago and Dre and I haven’t had sex since because I wasn’t really feeling it. Plus, I was just coming off of my cycle the day before this happened with James. I know this baby isn’t Dre’s, and it’s going to kill him,” Toya cried.
I looked at Monae because I didn’t know what the hell to say, but shit was about to get real in Miami!
To be Continued
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“Lord, please protect my baby”
Those were the final words that left Charlie’s mouth before she passed out after learning that someone had taken her most prized possession, which is her beautiful daughter, China. Living the life of a rapper’s wife, wasn’t easy. Someone was always lurking, wanting to take her place, her man, and now her child.
Toya and Dre are one of Miami’s hottest couples, but does Toya have what it takes to keep a cocky man like Dre? Can she handle all of the issues that come with being Diandre’s number one? Or will she let outsiders drive her away and keep her from her happiness?
The 305 Lovin’ crew is back, and this time with more drama than the first two installments. Filled with that southern love, drama, and secrets that pop out left and right. This book will keep you on the edge of your seat and have you craving for more of that 305 Lovin’.
Q and Harlem have managed to weather any storm that came their way, from their extended family members to the move to Miami. Although things seem to be back on track for Q and Harlem, it doesn’t change the fact that there is always drama for them or someone in their circle.
After helping Harlem’s sister, Love, and her brother in-law Conic settle their family drama, everyone tries to put their lives back in order. Just when it seemed as if the smoke had cleared for the family as a whole, Harlem is a no show to her own sister’s birthday celebration, and seems to have fallen off the face of the earth. With Harlem being five months pregnant and the family not having a clue where to begin looking for her, Q’s heart turns cold and he is out for blood until he brings his wife back home, dead or alive.
Angel Williams had a hard life growing up. With a junky for a mother who would sell her just for a quick fix and an absentee father, life was unbearable. At a young age, Angel learned to fend for herself to survive this cold, cruel world. With her less than perfect childhood, it's no surprise that her attempts at love failed; making her come to the realization men DON'T love, they only care about the pleasurable favors one could offer them. To endure heartbreak and the life that was forced upon her, she created an alter ego... SYN.
Syn, unlike Angel, was built to deal with any situation. The only thing that mattered to her was sex and money.
Growing up in an abusive home, Parker James became void of all feelings, which caused him to live reckless and not care whether he lived or died. Until one day he walked into a strip joint and his eyes landed on her. The pain and loneliness in her eyes pulled at the strings in Parker’s heart, giving it an unrecognizable double beat. She caused something to stir in him, and he knew he had to have her, and he was willing to do whatever it took to get her.
The epic saga has come to an end…but has justice been served?
After finding love in the midst of the most treacherous circumstances, Keisha and Trigga decide to leave everything behind them and focus on their marriage and new baby. But when Trigga overhears interesting news regarding the baby’s paternity, it leaves him doubting the loyalty of the only woman he’s loved. After all they’ve endured to be together, will this new challenge ruin them?
Lloyd, still the thorn in everyone’s side, is more merciless than he’s ever been, being that he’s a street nigga with absolutely nothing to lose. But luck strikes when someone comes to his aid to finally nail Keisha and Trigga for good. But it’s the last person anyone would suspect.
Austin’s intentions when it comes to his cousin’s empire slowly begin to come to the light and the more they are revealed to Lloyd, the more he is unwilling to let Austin run free in his streets. When Lloyd calls on his infamous Ground Patrol to teach Austin a lesson, he feels that he’s finally rid himself of his conniving cousin for good. The problem is, Austin has never been one to not get his way. And, just as he plans to show NeTasha, if he claims something as his, he won’t stop until it is. Even if that means joining with an unlikely ally.
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After stumbling upon Ronnie’s secret, Dallas wants nothing to do with him regardless of the fact that she’s pregnant with their child. Longing for the affection that she’d placed in a man whom she’d lost after finding him having sex with another man, Dallas seeks it from Jarrell, the sexy, thuggish grandson of one of her neighbors. Jarrell has the rugged, cocky masculinity that she was craving and he makes love to her mind and body in ways that leaves her continuously begging for more and more. But soon Jarrell’s rough nature proves to be too much for Dallas to handle. Will she stick it out and hope for change or will she admit that she’s failed at love yet again?
Although Kaletha has loved Mulah her whole life, there comes a time when a woman can’t help but to be sick of a man’s shit. And that’s exactly where Kaletha is when she decides to go on a date with Brandon. Brandon is the perfect man for her; he’s successful, sexy, romantic and intelligent. But he lacks the thug swag that makes Mulah so damn irresistible. Determined to make things work and to leave Mulah to deal with his growing issues with the women he continues to include in his life, Kaletha tries to focus on her relationship with Brandon. But when he drops a bombshell on her concerning their relationship, Kaletha is thrown for a loop and unsure on whether she can trust herself to really leave Mulah alone. Will she be able to res
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