I literally sat all day anticipating Ivory call. I went in to work and signed up for a double shift.
My sister grandmother was so supportive so I didn't have childcare issues.
I just didn't know if Ivory saved money or not so I would work my ass off to help any way that I could. Plus I still had money he gave me that I never touched especially my job checks. I was missing him already. I felt like I was feigning just to hear his voice or that everything would be okay. But the Officer did say he would never see the light of day again
J called me and we never talked outside of the hair salon but she said she needed to talk to someone who was in her shoes . J told me her hubby Bricks was denied bail. I was still left in the dark not knowing anything. I was worried and wouldn't feel right untill I heard his voice
My phone rang it was a number not saved.
"Hello?" I answered anxious. Desperate to hear Ivory voice
"Hey this is Nurse Whitney Jenkins. I'm calling because I'm at home with Ivory mother and she's very aggressive. He won't answer and always told me reach you in case of an emergency"
"His mother aggressive?" I asked confused.
My head was spinning. Ivory was so closed off and private and I was just realizing this. I knew nothing bout his mother, the shit he did on the streets or never even met his closet friends"
"I'll text you the address but please hurry. She's being violent. I'll text you the address"
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i pulled up at this nice ass house down in Federal Hill. I never been here before. I frowned as I walked the brick pathway. I didn't like that I was so closed off to Ivory. This was his real home. Why didn't he trust me to let me fully in ?
I went under the mat and used the key to get in. The house was spotless which I expected since he was a neat freak. I started having questions form in my head. Was that Mo girl really telling the truth? Was I closed off because he knew they would be getting back together?
"Hey hey! Amira please help! He does this thing with her he calls the Fixer" the nurse ran towards the front of the living room where I stood . I followed her as she practically dragged me to the kitchen. I knew exactly what "the Fixer" was
many Tuesday's in the gym Ivory showed Me what "the fixer" was . I just didn't know what to expect or what I was walking into . I was expecting his mother to be having an outburst from having withdrawals like many times I witnessed my mother.
Instead i could see a small woman sitting down in the corner of the kitchen beside the fridge. She rocked her body back and forth with one hand covering her face and the other swinging in a waving motion. I was confused. I could tell something was mentally wrong. I could see pots and pans scattered all over
"What's wrong with her?" I asked Nurse Jenkins who started picking things up
"She has Autism and violent episodes during this time. But today she's been extra moody and emotional"
i went towards his mother and she slammed her back so hard to the wall I could see it was dented in with wall crumbling
She made noises that I couldn't understand and started banging herself in her head. I didn't know anything about Autism on this level so it made my emotions stir. My mother put drugs over me but I know this had to be a lot for Ivory growing up
i went to reach out to her and Nurse Jenkins advised me not to do so. Ivory mother hit me so hard i flew back against the counter knocking the microwave off.
"Ivory! Ivory! Ivory!" She screamed then starting making humming noises.
She waved her hands in her face and stood up. I'm not going lie his mother had superwoman strength and I was apprehensive. I looked at her Nurse but I could tell she ain't want to help assist me
Ivory mother attacked me and she was so damn strong. She yanked my weave and bite me in my arm. I was trying my hardest not to fight her back. She was saying things I couldn't understand, crying and screaming.
I put my right leg behind her , put my right leg slightly up and bent her down. I had her literally planking on my knee. Doing the "fixer" I locked her arms in and she couldn't move at all
i was overwhelmed and just shocked
"I'm sorry. My name is Amira. Im Ivory girlfriend I would never hurt you. Just calm down" I told her sweetly. I was breathing in and out so hard.
"Ivory. Ivory" she cried out. I let her go and she walked to the couch in a snap like nothing ever happened
"Thankyou so much" Nurse Jenkins held a picture in her hand. I could see it was a picture of me and Ivory we took in his phone he must had printed out
"See this is the special person Ivory is always talking about Ms.Nolan. She's good girl. Your son girlfriend" Nurse Jenkins went up to her and gave her the picture
Ms.Nolan was strikingly beautiful and looked just like Ivory. Dark smooth skin, full lips, thick eyebrows. She was small like me but way more shapely. I could see she was disabled too by certain faces she made but it didn't take away from her looks. Her real hair was long and wavy reaching her waistline which was extremely long. She had colorful bows all through her hair and yawn. Ms.Nolan pointed to me in the picture and smiled.
"Amira" she got up and hugged me. I hugged her back thinking how Ivory being incarcerated was not only making me hurt but his mother the most
