The Hustler's Daughter {DC Bookdiva Publications} by Pinky Dior Read Free Book Online

changing her, but not without keeping an ear
to what was going on with her husband. She turned her head and watched as Don
answered the phone. He spoke in a low tone. His voice was agitated,
demonstrating that the phone call made him angry. He left the bedroom and
disappeared into the hallway. Maria tried to eavesdrop, but his voice quickly
faded away.
     
     
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     It
was a year later, January 15th, 1991. Carmen lie on the hospital bed as she
held her new born baby in her arms and stared down into her beautiful hazel
eyes. She had a caramel skin complexion with a head full of light brown hair.
Carmen decided to call Don and tell him the news. Although she had a feeling
that if he saw her daughter, he would deny her.
    Carmen
was adamant that Don was the father. However, after he stopped messing with
her, she did have a dude on the side. She held the hospital phone in her hand
and slowly dialed his number. She really didn’t want to go through with it, but
she told herself she had to do it for her child.  She named her daughter Hazel,
after looking into her eyes for the first time. She finished dialing his number
and held the phone up to her ear. It rung a few times before he picked up.
    “Yo?”
He answered.
    “Hey
Don, what’s up?” Carmen asked, trying to gauge the mood and strike up a
conversation. She realized she had to ease into it because they hadn’t spoken
in a year. That was also the last time had sex.
    “What
do you want?” He whispered in an agitated tone. He was seemingly annoyed and
knew this call would bring about problems.
    “I
have something to tell you.” Carmen stammered for fear of his response.
    “What
is it?” He questioned, taking in a deep breath.
    “I’m
at the hospital and I just gave birth to your daughter.” Carmen smiled, but it
quickly turned into a frown and tears. Don’s heart dropped and he couldn’t
believe what she was saying to him.
    “You
know what Carmen? I don’t know what type of shit you’re on, but I stopped
fucking with you for a grip, that isn’t my baby!” He denied.
    “How
could you say that?” Tears filled her eyes at his response. She almost thought
he would be happy, but clearly she was mistaken.
     “You
know you’re the only dude that I fucked with.” Carmen shook her head as she
couldn’t believe the words that came from his mouth.
    “You
know what, what hospital are you in?” He asked angrily. She gave him the
information and room number.
    Don
hung up the phone and slid it into his pocket. He headed up the spiral
staircase. When he entered the room, Maria was just finishing changing
Mercedes’ diaper.  She held Mercedes in her arm as she fed her milk from the
bottle.
    “Babe,
I got to dip for a second.” Don said grabbing his jacket.
    “Who
was that on the phone?” Maria asked as she eyed Don suspiciously.
    “It
was my brother; I got to collect some dough from him.”
    “What
time you coming back?” Maria sleepily moaned, Don walked over and kissed her on
the forehead.
    “I
don’t know, but I should be back in less than an hour.” Don said as he bent
down and kissed Mercedes on the top of her curly hair.
    “Alright,
love you.” Maria said as she puckered out her lips for him to kiss her.
    “Love
you too baby.”
    He
could feel Maria’s eyes watching him as he grabbed his car keys and headed out
the bedroom door. Once Don hopped in his Lexus, he quickly made his way to the
hospital to see if what Carmen said was true.
    Fifteen
minutes later, he pulled up onto Lenox Street in front of the Harlem Hospital
Medical Center. He parked the car and got out. He headed inside as the double
doors slid open. He walked up to the receptionist and asked for Carmen Diaz.
The nurse pointed down the hall and he quickly followed her directions. As