At Last by Bianca L. Eugene Read Free Book Online Page B

Corvette.  We were so fly.  It was one of the best nights of my life but also one of the worst.  That night was magical one for me.  I felt like a princess.  The only let down was that my father wasn't there to see my off but I know he was looking down on me.
    The prom was held on Belle Isle at the Detroit Yacht Club. We danced the entire night.  I was having so much fun I’d forgotten that I was pregnant. The only person I told was Yvette. I didn’t even tell Durran.  I wasn’t sure how to tell him but I knew that I didn’t want to ruin the evening.
    Before heading home we cruised around the Isle for a little bit and headed for home.  As we traveled down the freeway a car hit us head on. The last thing I remembered were lights headed towards us and Durran trying to swerve; but it was too late.
    When I came to, I was dressed in a hospital gown and my whole body was sore.  My mother was sitting next to me stroking my forehead and Durran was on the other side of the room standing up looking out of the window.  There was a bandage on the left side of his forehead and he was still in his shirt and suit pants.
    “What happened?” I asked my mother while trying to sit up, “Ouch, Ouch.”
    “Relax baby.” My mother tried to soothe me.  Instantly memories of the crash started to flood back.  I quickly placed my hand on my stomach.
    “You all were hit by a drunk driver.” Her voice trailed off a little bit. Durran hadn’t turned around.  He still had his back to us.
    “Am I okay? What about the baby?” I asked with my hand still on my stomach. It didn’t once dawn on me that I had been keeping this secret. Then I saw it in my mother’s eyes that the baby wasn’t okay. She just shook her head slowly, “No baby.”
    This sadness crept across her face.  I’d never felt so awful in my life. I just fell into my mother’s arms crying and screaming. I didn’t even realize Durran had left the room.
    The impact from the crashed caused me to miscarry.  He walked away with a gash to his forehead.  He didn’t even need stitches.  They had to use the Jaws of Life to get me out of the car.
    I must’ve drifted off to sleep because when I came to, the sound of my phone ringing woke me up out of my slumber.  I looked at the clock; it read 2 AM.
    “Hello?”  I said half sleep.
    “Hey Mama.   You sleep?”
    “Durran, its 2 AM . W hat do you think?”
    He chuckled a bit, “Aww sorry baby, my bad.  I’m in Cali, I didn’t even think about the time change. How you feeling?”
    “Alright. How about you?”   I said sitting up before yawning.
    “I’m good... be better if you were here with me.”
    His reply threw me for a loop.  I wasn’t expecting it at all, “What are you saying?”
    “You know the Grammys are this Sunday, right?”  Durran asked.
    “Yeah…”
    “I want you to be my escort. Maybe you’ll give me a little good luck.”
    “Durran…”
    “Keisha.”  He replied. I could hear him smiling over the phone.
                  “When is it again?”  I asked still putting up the illusion I was half sleep.  By now I was fully up and I knew damn well it was this Sunday in Las Vegas.
    “It’s Sunday in Vegas . ”
    “That’s kinda short notice, it’s Tuesday.  I got clients for the rest of the week; I can’t just leave Taylor. And I don’t have anything to wear. I don’t even have any time to look for something to wear.”
    “Your moms won’t have a problem keeping Taylor.  Your clients will be straight.  Don’t worry about having anything to wear.  I got everything covered.  I need you baby.  I want you to be there.”
    I didn’t know what to say, “Just give me until tomorrow afternoon and I’ll have an answer for you.”
    “That’s fair, but you know I don’t take rejection well. I need to know by tomorrow afternoon though.    I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
    “Alright.”   I said waiting for him to hang up first.
    That night I struggled to