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Wylie Draper's Story Part 14
*Hey everyone, this is where the story leaves off at. I hope you guys like it ^_^. Let's see wht happenes after Wylie and Nadirah's mom and dad comes back wanting Nadirah back after all these years. Well, I think I've kept you a little bit long now since I havent wrote this story in a good while, I just hope you all enjoy this part, and remember as long as you keep reading and voteing, I'll keep writing my stories :) Again, enjoy and don't forget to vote XD -M:3* ~~{{Part 14}}~~ (Mom): we want your sister back. Me and your father... My eyes widen with shock! They want Nadirah back after they kicked me and her out of our own house while she was only a baby. Anger filled in me as I heard that. After all these years, they want her back. I staid silent. They want her back after all the crap they cuased us when she was younger then she is now. (Mom): Wylie, your to young to take care of your sister (Me):............... (Dad): (getting up) we'll be back tomorrow to pick her up (Mom): be sure to have her things ready As they were leaving. I had to speak up for once in my life so that they know I'm not taking their crap anymore! (Me): no, no I won't do that. Nadirah doesn't need you two anymore with all the crap you put us through when we lived with you guys They stopped and turned to be me. Mary who was quite since this happened turned and looked at me also. Mother was the first one to speak. (Mom): Wylie Draper, did you just say no to let us have our daughter back? (Me): your daughter? If she was your daughter, then you wouldn't have thrown her out with me when she was a baby! (Dad): don't you ever use that tone with us Junior! (Me): I'll use whatever tone I want, I'm not some little kid who is scared of bein' beaten if I have a tone with his parents!!! (Mom): we know we made mistakes, Wylie, but you are to young to take care of your sister, Wylie and we know what's best for you, please just let us have our little girl back I clutched Nadi tighter to me. I earned a sleepy "Bubba" from her. I was affraid that she would wake up to this. Mary stepped infront of us. trying to calm my mother, father and me down. My mother and father both had a shcoked looked on their face. See that Mary was white around us who were proud black American. Mary covered up her chest. My mother never loved girls who showed off their bodies like Mary did. Mary maybe like a tomboy, but my mother counts what Mary has on as a Hooker type outfit. Even though it's Mary's dance outfit she didn't have enough time to change out of when Granny came to us and told s the news about Nadirah being at the hospital. Mother got a disgusted looked on her face. She grabbed my father's arm and pulled him along. I knew my mother didn't want to be anyplace Mary was. Even if this was to get her daughter. Her and my father left me, Mary and Nadirah alone. I sat on the couch bounching Nadirah up and down gently. She dugged her head into my shoulder still sleeping. I smiled some. Mary came and sat beside us. (Mary): you mom don't like me does she? (Me): my mother jsut don't like the clothes you have on. She told me once when a women passed us that had almost like the clothes you have on now, in her words: "Do you see that women, Wylie, she has no respect for herself if she wears something like that, nothing more then a no good hooker who wants nothing but sex and money. She'll be pregnat in no time flat if she doesn't put her damn act together. If you ever, and I mean EVER get a girl like that, you better hope you can deal with the drama that comes out of it". But I never thought about that when I was younger, I was about 12 or 13 when she told me that (Mary): (sadly) oh... (Me): what's wrong? (Mary): do you think that I'm like that? (Me):... (Mary): do you think I act like a Hooker; wanting nothing but sex and money? And that I don't really love you? (Me): Mary, of curse not. I love you so much, and I know you do also, I could never think of you as a hooker. And I know you not one (Mary): Oh, thank you baby She kissed me. I kissed back. The kiss started to get deeper and deeper, till I remember Nadi was still in my arms. Mary said she was going to go take a shower. I told her okay and sat with Nadi in my arms sleeping. I walked up the stairs and went into Nadi's room. I placed her down on her bed and pulled the cover up over her; I stopped at her sholders. I kissed her forehead and left the room. I closed the door silently behind me. I walked to my room; knowing that Mary would still be in the shower. Boy was I wrong when I walked into the bedroom. I opened the door and saw Mary in her towel bending over to pic up to get her clothes. I was just standing there staring at her from behind. I leaned on the wall and had a smirk on my face. I thought she didn't know I was there, I thought that until... (Mary): Wylie, I know what your thinking, and forget it, not tonight I'm still sore from earlier today (Me): (walking over to the bed) I wasn't thinking that (Mary): you was, too, Big Boy (Me): hey, Big Boy need his mommy sometimes (Mary): well, mommy is sleeping tonight (Me): (smirking) we'll see Mary got dressed and climbed into the bed with me. She laid her head on my chest. We both fell asleep. It was hours later when i felt weight on my chest, other then Mary. She must have turned around in her sleep. I opened my eyes and saw Nadi. Her hair was a mess and she was rubbing her eyes sleeply. She must be wanting to sleep with me and Mary. (Me): Nadi, what are you doing here? (Nadi): I made a pacident, ubba (sounding sad) I then felt the bed sheets. They had gotten wet. Then I knew what she meant, I sighed and picked Nadi up and got out of the bed not to wake up Mary. I walked out of the bedroom with Nadirah and went into her room. I saw she had wet the bed. She must have had another nightmare. I got everything settled for her again; along with new panties on. I placed her down on her bed and tucked her back in. (Me): there we go, Nadi, all better now (Nadirah): bubba? (Me): yes, baby girl (Nadirah): don't ever weave me (Me): (sitting beside her) what'd you say that, Nadirah, I would never think of ever leaving you (Nadirah): (snuggles into my side)...pwease on't (Me): 9rubbing her hair down) I won't baby girl, I won't I promised her that I would never leave her like this. But I didn't know that promises wouldn't be kept. 1 Year Later......December 1993 I was sitting at the doctors not believeing what I just heard them say... I have....luekemia...but not a normal luekemia...a rare kind that they say that can't help. How I'm I going to tell my 3yrold sister and my girlfriend this? To Be Contined...............
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