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    Bittersweet: Whatever Sunshine Grows, #2
    Bittersweet: Whatever Sunshine Grows, #2
    Bittersweet: Whatever Sunshine Grows, #2
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    Bittersweet: Whatever Sunshine Grows, #2

    By Nubi

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    Jail or an abusive first husband was not enough for Belinda...With Travis's antics building and the near death experience with Genesis, Belinda has just about reached her wits end. There's so many people in relationships not in love with each other and people in love with each other, that are not in relationships with each other...
    Blaque has finally taken notice and Belinda has taken a stand of her own.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGNectar Publishing, LLC
    Release dateDec 31, 2016
    ISBN9781386294689
    Bittersweet: Whatever Sunshine Grows, #2
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    Nubi

    Nubi is an author of short stories and novels  and much more who also performs music with her band at venues and private parties.

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      Bittersweet - Nubi

      Chapter One

      This place is so nice, I thought to myself. The furniture is just what I like. What a beautiful house. But there was still something off about this whole scenario. It was just so surreal. Was it because I could see it and feel it?

      Mommy. Mommy. Mommy.

      I heard a small girl’s voice then I felt a small hand touching me as I was awakened from my sleep.

      I jolted awake and suddenly remembered where I was. The feeling of happiness faded quickly as I realized it was all a dream.

      Mommy, the tiny voice said again.

      What is it? I whispered, discombobulated trying to focus my eyes.

      I don’t feel good, Genesis said pitifully.

      Huh? Oh no baby. What’s wrong?" I inquired as I tried once again to focus my eyes on her in the dark.

      I threw up, she replied.

      You threw up? I asked with concern.

      I was starting to come into full consciousness by now.

      "Where did you throw up at? I added.

      In my bed, Genesis said as she lowered her head in embarrassment.

      Oh no! I exclaimed as I hurried from the bed to check.

      I was a little worried because we were currently living with some friends in Capers, GA and I didn’t want to make a bad impression. I relocated here a short time ago to get a fresh start. At this point in my life, I was unsure of what to expect next so I found myself walking out on faith a lot more.

      The place we were living was a two-bedroom apartment / one-bathroom apartment. On average, roughly eight people shared the restroom facilities on a day to day basis. We shared the master bedroom with the lady of the house. I slept in the bed while my baby girl Genesis slept on the floor on a pallet beside my side of the bed. I tried really hard to remain optimistic about everything. I didn’t want to give up at all. I was determined to make this situation work for Genesis and I, rather than against us.

      I knew things would get better soon. Travis would be here to help and then we would get a place of our own, at least that was supposed to be the plan. I had all my hopes set on this very special occasion I knew was coming our way very soon.

      I lowered my leg from the bed only for my foot to land directly into something yucky. I scrunched my face up as I realized it was the infamous vomit Genesis had been speaking of.

      Ewwwlllll Genesis? What happened? What did you eat? I asked with disgust and concern.

      Mommy, I told you I threw up, she repeated again. I really don’t feel good, she added as she rubbed her stomach.

      I took a good look at her and noticed she did look a little ill. Her eyes were sunken and she looked very sad. My stance softened a little.

      Do you think you ate too much at dinner? I inquired.

      No. At least I don’t think so because I didn’t really eat much, Genesis replied.

      Okay. Well, how do you feel now? I asked as I touched her forehead with the back of my hand to check for a fever. I had to admit, she was a little warm.

      Mommy, I don’t feel good. My head hurts and I’m really sleepy, she said in her tiny voice.

      Okay. Stand right there and let me clean this up first, then you and I will get you some medicine and maybe some chicken soup, I told her.

      I hated when my daughter got sick. It was the absolute worst, especially since I didn’t have much support or help. Genesis was normally not a sickly child so at the moment, my nerves were on edge.

      I started cleaning the puke up off Genesis’s pallet. As I was cleaning, I thought about Travis. He was back in our hometown doing God knows what. I really wished he was here with me to help. Two heads are always better than one.

      After I cleaned up and situated Genesis’s sleeping area, she and I went back to bed. Shortly after, I was awakened again by the sound of Genesis vomiting. I was relieved that this time it didn’t sound as bad.

      I got back up and cleaned up the mess again. I was extremely exhausted and really hadn’t gotten much sleep. Even though I dreaded having to go to work the next day and leaving Genesis home while sick, there was nothing I could do. In my mind, no one could ever look after a sick child better than their own mother. But who am I to judge?

      Genesis and I went back to bed. A couple hours later, I was awakened by my alarm clock letting me know it was time for work.

      I grabbed my phone to check the time. I then informed Ms. Angel that Genesis was ill. I also let my other housemates know so that they could keep an eye on her while I worked my four-hour shift at a local department store.

      When I left to go to work, I called Travis to see what he was doing, if he was any closer to joining us, and to tell him about Genesis being sick. We talked almost every day and we were very close. I knew he would be a little concerned but my concern wasn’t with Genesis; rather my concern was with the date he planned to arrive to be with his family.

      Hey you! I said happily into the phone.

      Hey, Travis replied dryly. What’s up?

      Hmmmm okay. Not sure what that greeting is about but I’ll definitely let you have that. I was just calling you to see if there had been any changes. We need you here with us, Travis. Genesis is really sick today. She was actually sick all night. My housemates are looking after her while I work because I can’t lose my job. However, if you were here, that wouldn’t be a concern, I said.

      What’s wrong with her? he asked.

      Well, she is running a fever and she threw up a few times last night. I hardly got any sleep, I replied as I yawned.

      Why is she sick, babe? Travis asked with noticeable concern. What did she eat last night for dinner?

      I responded to all of his questions as I continued driving to my job. He must have sensed the ‘nonchalant, don’t give a fuck’ attitude I had when he first answered the phone. I’m sure all of the distance was very draining and frustrating but he didn’t have a sick child to worry about as well. So he needed to screw his head back on straight and fast.

      Well, if she is still vomiting and still has a fever when you get off, take her to the doctor, he suggested.

      That was something I truly did not want to hear at the time. Going to the doctor in a new town was the absolute pits. I really didn’t know anybody and hadn’t had time to research who would be a good pediatrician for my Genesis. And on top of that, emergency rooms were no better, if not worst. They always took forever and the bills are always extremely high. I’m sure glad we had public assistance though.  Reluctantly, I agreed to take her to the doctor when I got off work if she had gotten any worse. Then we said our goodbyes and ended our call as I walked into work.

      My work day was full of frustration as I attempted to multi-task by doing my motherly duties along with my work duties. I had to make a few calls to find a potential pediatrician for my baby girl on top of meeting deadlines for various work projects. Every doctor’s office I called required a well-check visit prior to her being seen for her being ill. As a result, they all referred me to the emergency room. That bastard of a town was getting on my nerves more and more every day. Nevertheless, I hoped for the best when I got off.

      By the time I reached home, Genesis seemed to be feeling a little better but her facial expression hadn’t changed. Not to mention, she looked like an alien around the eyes and her breathing was erratic. She was clearly exasperated and it was apparent she didn’t really want to do anything but rest. I laid with her for a little while then went to prepare dinner. I was expecting a call back from Travis soon to check the status of how Genesis was feeling and doing.

      Ring. Ring. Ring.

      Ring. Ring. Ring.

      I dried my hands on a paper towel then grabbed my phone to see Travis name across the screen.

      Hello, I greeted with a smile.

      It wasn’t long before my smile faded though.

      Travis, I just walked in an hour ago.

      No. Well, she seemed alright.

      I’m fixing her dinner right now.

      Oh, you want to see how she responds to dinner? Good idea. Okay, hold on, I said starting to get a little irritated.

      I mean if he was here like he should have been, I wouldn’t have to go through all of this by myself, I thought to myself.

      I walked to the room to get Genesis and to escort her back to the kitchen so that she could eat. When I tried to feed her, she kind of shook her head no. I picked the phone back up to let Travis know.

      Babe, yeah, she’s not really eating. She just laid her head down on the table.

      "Travis, I know dang.

      Yes, I’m going to take her to the doctor. But she isn’t vomiting now; she’s just sitting here breathing a little heavy. Maybe she’s just tired from not feeling well.

      Damnit Travis, OKAY! I will take her now.

      "I really did not want to sit for hours at the emergency room with a sick child.

      "Okay.

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