Chapter 1

This is the core idea. The plot is still in the works and this chapter will probably change. . . I just wanted to see if anyone would like this.

PART I
Darien
     I waited. I was always waiting. No one else ever waits. I wanted to see her. I wanted to see her. My mommy was having another me. I think that’s what she said. I didn’t understand. I never understand. Mommy always understands. The Doctor came out and told me to stop panicking. I always panic. Mommy panics. Daddy was gone. He got scared and ran away. I miss daddy. . . I don’t remember him. I think I saw him. . . Thursday. . . January 27th. .  It was Thursday. I think he said. “Don’t you worry son, Daddy’s gonna come back this time.”
Mommy was crying. She was always crying. . . when Daddy was there. Mommy said she didn’t want another Darian. . . or maybe she said little boy. She always calls me little boy. . . I’m mommy’s little boy. I don’t want another little boy either. What’s a brother ?I don’t think I’ve ever seen one before. That’s okay. . . Aunt Carla always says, “There’s a thing first for every time,” or maybe it was. . .
 
Part II
Aunt Carla
    “Do you believe it? I sure as hell don’t!” I whined. Well, I never whine. . . I only whimper a little. Yeah, that’s right.

    “I can’t believe that witch wants YOU to watch her retard while she’s in labor. There are plenty other idiots who could have watched that monkey,”Bobby (my boyfriend) said from the other end of the telephone line.

    “Don’t call Darien a retard or a monkey. He’s my nephew you know. . . wait a minute . . .
Did you just call me an idiot? AH! You’re distracting me! The point is, I could be getting smashed with you right now, and I’m in this little white room with Darien waiting for my sister to have a baby. Lord knows how long that’ll take. . . that’s why I got my tubes tied.” I laughed.

    Darien sure wasn’t doing much. He was just off in his own little world. That’s how it always was. . . he was either bouncing off the walls or doing nothing at all. And always repeatin’ himself. Lord God all mighty he repeated himself enough.
   
    I laughed at something bobby said. I don’t remember what it was. Then Darien made a funny noise.


Part III
Momma

    “I haven’t been this much pain fo’ a long time. . . Maybe never this much in my life.” I gritted through my teeth.
    After that I almost fainted. I wish I woulda, but I guess I had to push.


Part IV
Darien
    “Aunt Calra?”
     “What? Can’t you see that I’m on the phone!”
    I cried. I always cry. Especially when mommy cries. She always cries.
    “Is momma gonna be ok?” I stuttered. . . I always stutter.
    “Sure as hell she is! Don’t you worry your. . . pretty little head darlin’.”
   
    “We don’t use the word hell Aunt Carla. . . Momma says it’s a bad word.”
    “Well your momma aint here right now! I’m the boss. . . so go back to your little day dreams.”
    Carla was a bad lady. I didn’t like Carla. . . I never liked Carla. I’m mad at Carla. . .
I’ll always be mad at Carla. She told me my momma was wrong. She’s wrong. Momma’s never wrong. I went to sleep. I like to sleep. I hardly ever sleep.

Part V
Momma
   
    I think I just died, or at least that’s where I’m headed. There aint nothin’ around me. No noise. . . nothin’. I pray da Lord help me now. That he did.
    “It’s alright Susan. You can rest now.”
    “Thank you, Lord.”

PartVI
Darien

    I woke up. Carla was crying. She hardly ever cried. She only cried when Bobby hit her.
    “What’s wrong Aunt Carla?”
    “Your Momma is dead!”
    “No she’s not. . . I just saw her a few hours ago. She can’t be dead.”
    “She’s gone. . . and I. . . I’m stuck with you and your little brother.”
    Momma was in Heaven. I didn’t want to ask Carla anymore. Carla should be dead. . .
not Momma. Do baby Brothers kill Mommas? I guess mine did.

 

Author's Note

Don't kill me!