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No Coming Back
By: BigBossJay Date: May 18, 2019, 1:07 pm
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Mariah lied in the guest room of her father's home, hugging
Caden close to her as he slept. It had been a couple of days
since the visit to the clinic, and her mind was still numb to
the entire process. She felt her phone vibrate on the nightstand
next to her, but she didn't bother to look at it. She'd let it
ring the past couple of days. She didn't want to talk to anyone,
and she didn't want to see anyone other than her son. There was
a knock at the door and she sighed.
Stone. Babygirl, you need to eat something. You can't just eat
once a day.
Mariah. I don't want nothing, Daddy.
The door popped open and Mariah sighed, rolling over as Stone
put a bowl of fruit down.
Stone. I gave you days to lay around. You got to get up.
Mariah. I don't want to.
Stone. Mariah--
Mariah. Daddy, I don't want to talk about it, okay? I don't want
to talk to nobody, I ain't hungry, I just wanna lay here with
Caden. Aite?
Mariah rolled back over and Stone stared at her.
Stone. DeAndre is coming over here.
Mariah. Daddy--
Stone. He called me because he hasn't heard from you in days,
Mariah. So, whatever is wrong with you, you need to pull up your
big girl pants because you're not keeping that boy from his son.
Mariah brushed the side of Caden's face with tears in her eyes.
Stone. When he gets here, I'm letting him in. I suggest you
change your clothes.
Stone walked out of the room and shut the door behind him. The
last person Mariah wanted to see was DeAndre, but he was also
the only person she could stand to have near her at the moment.
Her mind couldn't help but think about how mad he was going to
be, and she didn't know if she was prepared to deal with it.
But, in that second, she didn't have a choice. Mariah got up
from the bed and walked to her bathroom, running water in the
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Re: No Coming Back
By: deHamm Date: May 18, 2019, 1:43 pm
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DeAndre looked over at Jamal who had his feet kicked up.
DeAndre. She at her pops house...
Jamal looked over at him.
DeAndre. He said I could pull up..
Jamal nodded.
Jamal. Well at least you know where she at now...
DeAndre. I'm finna go see her.
Jamal looked at his watch as DeAndre stood up.
DeAndre. It'll be coo I got a bunch of time... I'll be back.. I
just gotta go see what's up..
Jamal. Alright man.
DeAndre grabbed his keys and rushed out the house hoping that
Mariah and Caden were okay. The fact that he hadn't spoken to
her in a couple weeks and she wasn't on social media was
troubling to him, and he had also been driving by her house when
he got off work, and she hadn't been there for the past couple
of days either. He was relived that Stone didn't tell him
anything was wrong, and that he was welcome to his house. He
didn't know how to feel, but he was going to see them anyways.
... A half an hour later, DeAndre was pulling up to the address
he'd received from Stone. He took a deep breath when he saw
Mariah's car blocked in in the driveway. He got out of his car
and made it to the door..
He knocked a couple of times before the door popped open and he
and Stone looked at each other. They hadn't seen each other
since before DeAndre went to jail the first time.
DeAndre. Hey Stone..
Stone. DeAndre...
Stone stepped to the side, and DeAndre walked inside.
Stone. She's around the corner. First bedroom on the left..
DeAndre nodded and followed his instructions. He paused when he
got to the door and he knocked on it..
DeAndre. Ri?
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Re: No Coming Back
By: BigBossJay Date: May 18, 2019, 2:10 pm
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Mariah stopped the tears from streaming down her face and stood
up from the bed. She took a deep breath before opening. They
looked at each other for a moment and he wrapped his arms around
her. Her first thought was to push him off, but she felt tears
well up in her eyes and she began crying into his chest.
DeAndre. Baby, what's wrong?
Mariah. Everything is so fuckin messed up.
DeAndre. What's messed up? What's wrong?
Mariah couldn't bring herself to say it. She wanted to, but she
couldn't. Instead, she walked to her dresser and picked up an
envelope that'd been opened. She handed it to him and he pulled
the contents out, glancing at her before reading over them. His
mouth dropped and he looked at her.
DeAndre. Yo, you...you had an abortion?
Mariah nodded, wiping her eyes. DeAndre wrapped his arms around
her again as she began to cry.
DeAndre. Why you ain't tell me, Mariah? We could have--
Mariah. They weren't yours. The guy from the wedding...they were
his.
DeAndre. They?
She nodded.
Mariah. Twins.
DeAndre. Who went with you?
Mariah. Nobody. Noelle is the only other person who knows and
she had class.
DeAndre. Shit...
Mariah looked at DeAndre.
Mariah. I did it because they were supposed to be yours. We
weren't supposed to fuckin be here DeAndre.
DeAndre. We here now, though.
She sighed and put her head in her hands.
Mariah. I wanna scream...
DeAndre. Why?
Mariah. Because my stupid ass is still in love with you and I
keep doing everything possible to change that, but it ain't
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Re: No Coming Back
By: deHamm Date: May 18, 2019, 2:59 pm
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DeAndre pulled her close again and wrapped his arms around her.
He had so much shit going on in his head, but she was so upset
that it took precedent over everything. The fact that she'd
gotten pregnant by someone else and terminated it was something
he'd never thought she would do, but yet and still, he knew it
was a tough decision for her.
DeAndre. Just calm down Ri.. It's okay.. I got you.. I got
yall..
He felt a tug on his pants and looked down at Cade who was
looking up at them.
Cade. Daddy.. Is mama okay?
DeAndre nodded and he bent down picking up Cade.
DeAndre. Yeah. Lets give her a hug though...
Cade stretched his arm around DeAndre and Mariah then DeAndre
put him down again..
DeAndre. You can go watch tv with Pawpaw? Ima talk to mama for a
minute alright?
Cade nodded and walked out of the room closing the door...
DeAndre turned his attention to Mariah again as she sat on the
bed. He sat next to her as she wiped her cheeks again. He put
his arm around her again as he rubbed her back.
DeAndre. Ri.. You know I love you too.. You know I'd go against
the whole world behind you and Cade... I know I fucked up a lot,
so I know why you don't want this shit... But I'm not that same
nigga I used to be..
He paused for a moment.
DeAndre. You gon always have me Mariah... Ion care what you do..
Shit. You been my girl since I was 15 and you had my son.. You
stuck with me.. Whether you fight it or not...
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Re: No Coming Back
By: BigBossJay Date: May 18, 2019, 3:44 pm
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Mariah looked at DeAndre and sighed. She was tired of fighting
it. She leaned in and kissed him softly, her hands grazing his
chin. He pulled them apart slightly, but Mariah came back in and
kissed him again.
DeAndre. Ri...
Mariah. Shut up, DeAndre.
She pulled him on top of her as their kiss grew deeper. Her
hands drifted up his back, pulling his shirt along with them.
DeAndre. I don't want you to do this, Mariah. You upset.
Mariah. I want to feel good for once, DeAndre.
They stared at each other as she let a few tears fall.
Mariah. Make me feel good.
She put her hands into his sweatpants and grabbed his stiffening
manhood. She planted soft kisses on his lips.
Mariah. I just want to feel good for once.
Slowly, she pushed his sweatpants down until they were at his
knees. She felt his hot breath on her lips as she pulled her own
shorts off. She didn't know if she was in her right mind, but
she wanted something, anything to make her feel again...
...Mariah moaned as DeAndre's body tensed when he climaxed. He
moaned into the pillow by her head as she dug her nails into his
back. For the first time in weeks, a wave of feeling had hit
her. She caught her breath as he pulled himself out of her,
pulling his sweat pants back up. She closed her eyes for a
moment before grabbing her cell phone and walking to the
bathroom, shutting the door before DeAndre could say anything to
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Re: No Coming Back
By: deHamm Date: May 18, 2019, 5:03 pm
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DeAndre sat on the side of the bed and looked at bathroom door.
He sighed slightly and grabbed his phone and his shirt. He
slipped on his shirt as he looked back at the door again. He
knew she was vulnerable, and he just wanted her to be alright.
He looked at his phone and realized he'd had a missed call from
MJ.
He frowned slightly and called MJ's phone back. He waited for a
moment then heard him pick up.
MJ. Niiggggaaaa!
DeAndre. Nigga whaaa?
DeAndre laughed a bit as did MJ.
DeAndre. Is you out nigga?
MJ. Yeah.. For a lil bit anyways.. We finna put some meat on the
grill..
DeAndre. I'm with Ri and Cade right now man.
MJ. Bring them too.. It's a celebration nigga... It's a real
nigga holiday.
DeAndre. Fasho. Fasho.. Im gon see if they up for it.. I'm glad
you home though man..
MJ. Alright man.. Lemme know.. Im tryna see lil nephew too..
DeAndre nodded.
DeAndre. Ima call you back alright?
The two said their goodbyes, and DeAndre went to knock on the
bathroom door.
DeAndre. Baby.... Ri, you alright?
He waited for a moment and then he spoke again.
DeAndre. Come talk to me man..
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Re: No Coming Back
By: BigBossJay Date: May 18, 2019, 5:53 pm
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Mariah collected herself and opened the door.
DeAndre. You good?
Mariah. Yeah.
DeAndre stepped into the bathroom and held her waist against the
counter as she stared at a speck on the wall.
DeAndre. Look at me, baby.
Mariah hesitated, but looked at him.
DeAndre. I don't like you like this. This ain't you. You ain't
cussed me out or nothing.
Mariah. I'm a bad person, DeAndre.
DeAndre. No, you not.
Mariah. Yes I am. I act like I have it all together when the
truth of the matter is that I don't know if I'm coming or going.
DeAndre. Baby, we young. We not supposed to have this figured
out.
She sighed and felt herself about to cry again.
DeAndre. Come with me. MJ got out and they firing up the grill.
Mariah. I don't want to.
DeAndre. You need to, Ri. You been in this house for weeks, you
and Cade both need to get out the house.
Mariah. A few hours, okay? If you ain't feeling it, I'll bring
you back home.
Before she could protest, her phone pinged. She sighed and
picked it up, glancing at it.
Mariah. I don't know how y'all coordinated it.
DeAndre. What?
Mariah. Amiya just texted me, asking me to come over.
DeAndre. See?
Mariah felt DeAndre's arms around her waist as he kissed her
shoulder.
DeAndre. We your family, too, Ri. We just want you to be okay.
Mariah nodded.
Mariah. Fine. I'll go for a couple hours, DeAndre.
He grinned at her as she grabbed her towel and rag, starting her
shower. She turned around and looked at DeAndre, who was looking
at her. Cautiously, he stepped to her as the steam from the
water began to fill the bathroom. She kissed him slowly as he
began to peel away at his clothes again. It felt good to feel
something, anything again.
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