The Donor: When Conception Meets Deception by Brother Dash Read Free Book Online

is on y’alls faces?”
    Hector grabs Kiyana by the back of her hair and wipes his palm across her chubby cheek. He sniffs his fingers and tastes. His lips shrivel as if he just licked a lemon. As if by reflex he flares a glare towards the open shoebox.
    “Hijo de puta [son of a bitch], y’all got in my stash? Get y’all asses over here,” he demands. The girls shake their heads no.
    “Vengan aqui ahora [Come here now],” he yells and yanks Kiyana’s pencil thin shoulder with one hand.
    "Hector no,” Morena pleads. Hector back slaps her in the jaw with the butt of his pistol. He yolks a terrified Kiyana by her throat and forces the little five-year old on her hands and knees. He shoves her face into the shoe box full of powder and spilled vinegar.
    "You see this? Huh? Look at what you did. Smell it. Lick it. Look at it. Go ahead lick it you little whore,” he screams as Kiyana cries.
    “Vinegar? Vinegar? You ruined it. I can't even fix this. And you know what? This is your fault puta,“ Hector says to Morena.
    He paces back and forth pounding his temples with his fists.
    "I told you I didn’t wanna even know that these little cabróns were here didn’t I?”
    “Yes, Hector but they're just kids. They didn’t—“
    SMACK … THUD . Hector sends Morena into the wall from a massive, back-knuckle slap, to her jaw. She drops the screaming toddler to the floor.
    "Callaté la boca. Just shut up. Mierda [shit]. You know how much money this is right here? Do you puta?”
    Hector lunges at Morena’s throat and wrings her neck in his palm. Her eyes pop and turn pink in his crazed grip. Hector wheels her around like a rag doll and forces her onto the bed. He climbs on top of her, pins her arms with his knees, and places the tip of his gun to her temple.
    "Hector. I'm sorry. Please. Mira me voy a pagar, Me voy a pagar, Me promiso. Please. I promise I will pay for this.”
    “Bitch, you ain't got that kind of money, and I don't have time to wait for your worn out cooch to earn it back."
    He pauses. Out of the corner of his eye he stares at Kiyana who has stood back up, trembling.
    "But wait. That one there? Yeah, I know someone who would pay large and fast for a night with that." He rolls from on top of Morena. She grasps his shirt and pulls.
    “Hector, no. She’s my niece.”
    He shrugs Morena off.
    Hector inches toward Kiyana with a sinister smile.
    ”So you like to play games niña? I'm going to bring you to somebody who knows lots of games for little putalitas like you."
    Morena screams and begs for him to stop. The other children are crying. Just as Hector reaches for Kiyana’s arm…
    POP POP POP
    Hector’s arms go limp. His pistol drops. His knees buckle; his head bounces off of Kiyana’s shin as he collapses to the floor. The room goes silent. Hector's temple starts to ooze a thick, deep red syrup. It pools at Kiyana’s toes. She scurries backward. The camera cuts to the furrowed eyebrows of little Ricky. His outstretched arms pointing to you, the viewer, as if you are a mirror looking back at him. The metal circle of a gun hole takes up the entire movie screen. The camera peels back and a plume of smoke, from little Ricky’s magic hammer , snakes toward the peeling paint above. And the soggy bottom baby screams.
     
    FADE TO BLACK
     
    The credits scroll up the screen to a Dominican soundtrack. The screen displays the following…
     
    A Brooklyn Faded Pictures
    presentation
    Save The Children
    A Dramatic Documentary
    Directed by Kit Jude
     
    Featured Performers:
    Javier Ramirez as Hector
    Odalys Peña as Morena
    Mustafa Olean as Ricky
    Kiyana Bettenfield as Kiyana
    Selena Ortiz as Hello Kitty Girl
    Quentin Traylor as the Toddler
    Tiffany Brown as Drug Money Girl 1
    Demaris Lester-Van Sicklen as Drug Money Girl 2
    and
    Abdul-Haqq Salaam as The Old Man on the Bench
     
    A crescendo of applause, hoots and whistles accompanies the raising of the lights. A sardined gathering of film buffs roar with approval.