The Morning
The Fourth of December 1994
From MeKaiza's perspective
Greg and I were walking out the door down the hall; that's when we saw Michael walking towards us. He has some fucking nerves coming to see my sister after he disappeared on her; now she is in the hospital and 100% believes that he set her and had her raped, and because where could he have gone? And why was he drunk and not her? There are so many questions running through my head. I stopped him dead in his tracks and really let him have it before my brother and I went home.
"What do you want?" I asked him rudely.
"What's with the attitude? Can I see Makaela?" He asked.
"Don't worry about my attitude. When my sister was looking for where the hell were you?" I asked him.
"I already have told you that I end up getting drunk somehow and I end up falling asleep somewhere. Somebody could have put something that I drink and not hers; I don't know, but that would truly be what happened. My cousin woke me up; that's how I found out that she was looking for me." Michael said.
"You expect us to believe that " I said as I rolled my eyes at him.
"Well, excuse me, where the f*** were you when she was asking about you? "he asked.
"You both were set up to get out of the way so something like this could happen to her. Instead of y'all arguing, you should be working together to figure out what the f*** happened. " Greg added.
"Sorry Michael, he's right, you should be working together to figure out what happened, not working against each other." I apologize to him.
"Anyways, how well do you know my sister again because it seems like you just met her and things have just been happening," Greg asked him.
"Makaela and I are best friends. I met her, and we both stayed in Lawton, Oklahoma, where she lived before she came here." Michael replied.
" Well, that explains it... Visiting hours are over, so you have to come back tomorrow, who was about to head out ourselves and head home, and you should head home too and get some rest " Greg said. Michael , Greg, and I walk to the waiting room. My brother and I walked straight to the car, and we went straight home. Michael was left with his sister and his friend. I didn't say anything to them because I didn't know them like that, but I did tell Michael if anything happened, I would give him a call. My brother got into his car and left, and I got in my car and I left as well. I will actually walk inside the house to find out that my mother was in the kitchen; she didn't seem to be happy, and she was getting ready to come to the hospital to check on Makaela. My dad was on the business trip, so thank God he didn't know what happened or that we left and went to the party even though he told us no, but we all got grounded anyway because our mother found out, and she grounded us for the entire month and waited till she found out what happened to Michaela.
From Michael''s perspective
Everybody is going to expect Melissa, Michelle, and I are still at the hospital. I wasn't planning on leave until I talked to Makaela. I wanted to find out who did this to her because I was not going to rest until I knew and handled it myself. how could I be so stupid and know that people are out to hurt her? I'm thinking that somebody set me up to leave her alone because I was drunk. I didn't drink any alcohol the whole entire night, and neither did Makaela. The only drink that I took was from my ex-girlfriend's sister, which I think is why I got drunk, but we'll get into later. I just want to check on my girl and make sure she's all right. I was in a daze until Melissa snapped me back into the real world.
"Mike. Hello. Is anybody home?" Melissa yelled.
"Yeah. Stop yelling, would you?" I replied.
"So are we going to stay here the whole night or are we going back to the house?" Melissa asked.
" Here, take my key. I have something to handle." I said.
"Alright, see you later." Melissa said.
" Tell Harmony I hope she gets better." My sister said. When they eventually left, I was relieved too because it meant I could speak to Makaela by myself. As I approached her room, my heart began to race. I knocked before opening it because I was not sure if a doctor or nurse was there, but I heard a quiet voice say, "Coming in," so I went in and said hello.
"Hi beautiful, how are you doing?" I asked her.
"I'm really sore," she replied.
"When can you go home?" I asked her.
"I got one more test to do, then I should be in the clear . My mother is coming to pick me up," she said to me.
" I'm sorry this happened to you, and I should have known." I said.
What do you mean mean? " she asked.
"This ain't the first time that this s*** didn't happen in they got away with it, but they want to get ready away with it this time. I said. We talked most of the night until she fell asleep. She was in a lot of pain, so the doctor came and gave her something to ease the pain. I didn't want to leave her there, and someone or those people who did this to her might come back and try to kill her again, and this time I would be there to protect her like I should have been there in the first place. I was watching my favorite movie. Next Friday I was relaxing so good, but Melissa killed my mood by calling me; I hurried up and ran outside so I could take the phone call.
Michael: Hello?
Melissa: It's 7 a.m.; when are you coming home?
Michael: I'm staying at the hospital until her mother comes to get her.
Melissa: I miss you.
Michael: You just saw me.
Melissa: Yeah, I know, but I can't stop thinking about that night; do you like it?
Michael: I mean, I was drunk, so I don't remember anything.
Melissa: Maybe we can do it again.
Michael: I know you had a crush on me since I moved here, but I am in love with Makaela, and whatever happened between me and you, it will happen again, and I'm not sure if it did happen.
Melissa: I don't want to be just friends; I want to be more than that.
Michael: Sorry to hurt your feelings and all, but we will never be more than just friends; but I have to go now. I hung up the phone with her and I'll walk back to the room, and I sat down and only sat down for 5 minutes before somebody else walked in the room, and it looked like an older lady, and if I'm not mistaken, it looked like her mom because damn, they look like twins. I was nervous as f*** because I didn't know how this would go because I never met her mom . before
From Dorinda's perspective
I received over 10 missed calls this Sunday morning. It was the police, and they had found my daughter, and she was at the local hospital. I rushed there just to be detained by a police officer while my daughter was being taken care of. Makeala is 17 years old; she has been in my life for a few months now and has been repeatedly raped. It was a group of boys around her age who, based on what the officer told me, raped her for the majority of the night. I told him that she had gone somewhere with her sister and they were going to a friend's house, as she usually does on a Saturday because all the kids leave the house. Soon I was allowed to see my daughter. A woman police officer was in her room at the time and had finished taking her statement. I started crying to look at my child and all the bruises she had on her body and face. It broke my heart, like, Who could do my child like this? Who could mistreat my child this way? It literally killed me that I wasn't there to protect my baby. The nurse told me that I could take her home whenever she wished to go As I walked into the room, I saw a young man sitting over in the chair by the window. It looked like he'd been sitting here all night, and of course I had to ask him who he was.
"Who are you and what are you doing in my daughter's room?" I asked.
"I am her friend, and I just want to make sure she's okay," he replied.
"Do you know what happened to my daughter, and are you the reason why she's in here?" I asked him.
"I would never do that to her; I would have never hurt her," he replied.
"Who did this to my daughter?" I asked her.
" These idiots. I better get going before my parents kill me." he said. I watched and walked out of my daughter's room, and I walked over to her side. Makaela really wanted to go home and started to remove her hospital gown, and I helped her get dressed. I was trying to hurry up and get her home before her dad ended up getting here because they also called her father her biological father when they couldn't get in touch with me the first couple of times.
Makaela. said, " How could they do this to me, momma? Why did this happen to me?" she cried.
"What happened, baby? Tell momma what happened." I asked her. All she did was continue to cry, so I couldn't get anything out of her. The nurse pushed her out to the car and helped in the car, and I got it on the driver side, and I drove home, and I kept questioning her over and over again about what happened to her, and all she did was cry. I was trying to hurry up and get her home before her dad ended up getting here because they also called her father her biological father when they couldn't get in touch with me the first couple of times. I finally made it back home with my daughter. I managed to get her out of the car and hooked up to a room. I got her in bed and gave her some medicine that was described by the doctor to help her sleep. Then I question my other children to see what's going on or what happened because obviously something happened at that party.
Will the other kid eventually tell their mother what happened to their sister?
Do you think Bishop Drew shared will come and see about his daughter ?
Did someone put something in Michael's drink to make him drunk?
do you think Melissa had anything to do with the setup?
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