Free Loving Angel 3 by Carry Lowe Page A

I guess he must have given her ass the axe.
    “Damn, she was about to go off on you,” Daisy commented.
    I exhaled exhaustedly. “I don’t know why she’s blaming me because Chance left her dumb ass.” My phone rang again and after seeing that it was my mother calling back I sent her straight to voicemail.
    My cousin chuckled. “I still can’t get over that one. Mina really got her groove back on a younger buck than the one she had before.”
    I scowled in disgust. “That shit isn’t funny Daisy. I don’t even know what to do about her anymore. She just keeps getting worse.”
    I had just turned onto Keya’s block when my phone rang once again. Was she just going to keep calling back to back until I answered?
    I snatched my phone off my lap, ready to tear my mother a new one but the incoming call wasn’t from Mina, it was from my aunt.
    “What’s up Aunty?”
    “Angel, thank god you answered,” Aunt Missy said. And her voice sounded off. “I’ve been trying to call Daisy but she isn’t answering her phone.”
    My IPhone was on the speaker so Daisy heard what her mom said.
    “I had to turn my phone off because I had an unwanted caller,” Daisy confessed.
    “Well, I’m at the Harlem Hospital because Keya has been brought here. Can you two stop by?”
    “Of course,” I replied in shock. “What’s wrong with her?”
    “I really don’t know,” she sobbed. “They found her locked in the bathroom at work with a needle stuck in her arm. And now the doctors are telling me she had a drug overdose. I didn’t even know Keya was doing drugs.” I could hear a lot of pain and disappointment in her voice. “I’ll see you two when you get here because the doctor just came back.”
    “Mom , are you ok?” Daisy asked, but her mother had already hung up. “Why the hell did she hang up? Now she has me worried.”
    I did an illegal U-Turn in the middle of the street and headed for the hospital. Daisy wasn’t the only one worried after that conversation.
    Luckily we were already in Harlem so it didn’t take us more than ten minutes to get to the hospital.
    A fter jumping through a couple hoops we found my aunty in the waiting room. She was sitting in a chair and was crying with her head in her hands. My heart immediately stopped in my chest because I was thinking the worst must have happened, my cousin must be dead.
    “What’s wrong?” I questioned with tears already building in my eyes.
    She looked up at us wearing a look of unadulterated pain. “The doctor just told me that Keya has both AIDS and Herpes,” my aunty bawled. “And to make matters worse the drugs she’s doing is helping the virus deteriorate her already weak immune system even faster.”
    Daisy ran over to her mother and hugged her.
    I couldn’t even imagine things were this bad with Keya. I’d thought she had HIV but I never believed she was carrying full blown AIDS and to top it all off Herpes too. I didn’t know what to say or do to ease the pain that I was feeling or that of my cousin and my aunt, so I just joined them in their hug and their tears. Because this shit was just too fucking real.
    After we were done with our cry fest Daisy and I went into the K eya’s room to see what comfort we could offer her. Keya was lying in the bed looking skinny and pasty as hell. Her eyes were sunken in and she was developing some sores on her face and body. I couldn’t believe this was the same Keya. She was looking awful and I immediately had more tears in my eyes.
    “I hope you bitches didn’t come in here just to do more of that crying shit,” she balked mild ly. “I already had to watch mom bawling her eyes out like an idiot and I’m not about to watch you hoes too.”
    I had to smile a little on the inside that at least her situation wasn’t taking away her spirit.
    “Don’t even try to pretend that you’re ok Keya,” Daisy choked out through her tears as she went to stand beside her sister’s bed and grabbed onto Keya’s