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       Decisions, Decisions [Flashback]
       By: BigBossJay Date: March 25, 2019, 9:53 pm
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       Mariah sat in her bathroom with tears in her eyes, her hands
       shaking as she stared at the positive pregnancy test in her lap.
       Here she was, barely 20 years old, and pregnant. She heard the
       slam of the front door and quickly threw the test in the trash
       can. She pulled out her cellphone and texted DeAndre's number.
       Mariah.:. Hey, I need to talk to you. It's important.
       She quickly cleaned her face.
       Stone. Ri! We home!
       Her door popped open and her father, Stone, smiled at her.
       Stone. Got you Chinese food.
       Mariah. Thank you, Daddy.
       Stone. You okay? Your eyes are red.
       Mariah. Allergies. How was work?
       Stone. Work was work, of course. You apply to that job?
       Mariah nodded.
       Stone. Your mama is going to love that you chose nursing,
       babygirl. Now if only we can get Noelle on a path.
       Mariah. She'll figure it out, Daddy.
       Stone smiled and kissed the top of Mariah's head. Just as he
       walked out, her phone pinged. She read the text.
       DeAndre.:. Making plays, baby.
       Mariah sighed.
       Mariah.:. Tonight?
       DeAndre. I got you.
       She sat back in her bed and picked at her honey chicken and
       noodles, thinking about how she was going to tell DeAndre that
       she was pregnant with his baby. Soon, she put the food on her
       nightstand and curled up, every thought she could possibly have
       flooding through her mind...
       ...Mariah woke up hours later with a groan. It was night time.
       She checked her phone and sighed.
       DeAndre.:. MJ taking us out for his birthday, I got you
       tomorrow.
       Mariah tossed her phone on the pillow next to her and stood up,
       grabbing her now cold Chinese food and making her way out of her
       room. She headed for the kitchen as her father sat in front of
       the TV, watching the 10 o'clock news. As she meddled in the
       kitchen, she heard the volume on the TV turn up.
       Newscast.:. We have breaking news for you, one person has been
       arrested after an assault at a popular local night club. Police
       say DeAndre Jones, son of local socialites Andre and Nichelle
       Jones, was arrested for assault after allegedly hitting another
       club patron with a bottle of alcohol...
       Mariah looked up as her heart sank to the pit of her stomach.
       Stone turned his head and looked at Mariah.
       Stone. You're staying away from that boy.
       Mariah. Daddy--
       Stone. I don't want you mixed up in his shit, Mariah. You've got
       a future to think about. You're not gon' ruin it behind a thug
       like him.
       Mariah fought tears. "Why the fuck didn't you just come see me,
       DeAndre?!" She felt her sadness turn to anger. She was used to
       DeAndre hanging out with his friends, but they'd had a couple of
       fights over him choosing to hang with them more than her. Any
       time they saw each other, it was sex and arguing.
       Stone. That boy made his decisions in life. He's not fucking
       yours up.
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