Chapter 28
“What do you mean it declined? Do you know who the fuck I am and how much money I have? Swipe it again.” The bitch at Starbucks was getting on my nerves.
I could see her staring at me as if I was a broke bum trying to get over.
I know I looked disheveled because I haven’t groomed myself in days.
It’s been three weeks since that fiasco at the studio, and my life had been going down the drain since.
Out of all the years I gave to the media, they turned on me with one mistake.
I’ve applied at every news station only to be turned down like I was a no name rookie.
Obviously, I didn’t know my mic was hot.
I’m not going to lie and say I was only speaking out of anger; I spoke my truth in what I thought was a private moment.
They had no right to make that public. Hell, it was the network’s fault.
When they saw my shit was on, why wouldn’t they cut to commercial?
“Sir, it declined again.” Snatching my card, I walked outside and went next door to the ATM.
Putting my card in, I tried to withdraw some money, but it declined saying insufficient funds.
Pulling my phone out, I went to my bank app, and sure as shit stank, my balance said zero.
It took everything in me not to pass out.
My mother had cut me off and the old bitch didn’t even call to warn me.
Dialing her number, I waited for her to answer, but it went straight to voicemail.
Me and my mother never had a relationship.
I think she saw too much of my father in me and wanted no parts.
When she left him, I barely saw her. She breezed through about twice a year.
My mother had so much money, she thought it fixed any problem and wondered where I got it from.
Between both of my parents, they had fucked me up.
My mother was the reason for my money habits, and my father was the reason I didn’t know how to keep my dick in my pants.
Knowing I wasn’t going to break her down, I dialed Denise.
“What is it, Garrett?” The way she greeted me was completely different than before.
“Hey baby. I need you to help me out. Zelle a few thousand and I will get it back to you.”
“Really? That’s the only reason you calling my phone? I’m fine and so is the baby. Thanks for asking.” I could tell she was about to piss me off, but I needed her, so I had to keep my attitude in check.
“You know that’s not it. I just need to handle something and then I’ll be over there to love on you.” Normally, she would be excited, but I didn’t hear that at all this time.
“Garrett, I’m not in the mood.” Tired of kissing her ass, I snapped.
“You trying to play me too, bitch? What the fuck are you going to do without me? You’re a nothing ass lowlife, and without me, your baby will be one as well. Think about that the next time you try to act unexcited about me calling you.”
“I hope you get everything you deserve. Don’t come anywhere near me or my child.
When it’s born, I’m taking your ass to child support and get whatever money you have left.
” Hanging up the phone, I jumped in my car and drove off.
My thoughts were racing and all over the place.
Feeling the wetness against my cheek, I realized I was crying.
How could I go from having it all one day, to having nothing the next?
I swerved in and out of traffic as I thought about it all.
I had nothing else to live for and I wasn’t about to fight it.
Reaching over to the passenger seat, I grabbed the bottle of scotch I’ve been drinking on all day and took a deep swig.
Raising the bottle towards the sky, I tipped it to God.
He had really fucked me over. Turning the car, I got on the E-way.
I pushed the accelerator until it was over a hundred on the dash.
Making sure I was at a fatal speed; I jerked the wheel and allowed my car to go flying into the wall.
By the time I thought this might be a mistake, it was too late.