by Samantha Sanchez
Genre: YA Contemporary/Urban Fiction
Release Date: March 2018
Summary:
“There was a voice in my head that told me to walk away, let it go and another voice tellin me that all I’d ever done was walk away and people never stopped…..‘Your name is Lyric and you can’t let this slide anymore, he needs to learn what happens when you come disrespectful. Last night wasn’t enough. It’s time to teach him and everyone else that you not the one to play with.’
Lyric is 21 years old and bored with the inhibited lifestyle of endless church activities she’s been forced to participate in since childhood. Harboring insecurities about her weight and beauty she is elated when she is cast in a reality show and moves in with five strangers under the premise of pursuing further education. However, a surprise pregnancy causes her life to take an unexpected turn. The additional weight and the disregard from the child’s father, cause her insecurities to deepen as her pains and humiliation are documented for everyone to see. The show becomes a hit and she a star but now she has to find a way not to let the pain she feels destroy her heart and poison her soul.
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Excerpt
Once classes started, I don’t know if it was my mood swings or if I was
depressed but I started feeling isolated and unmotivated. I went to work, I
went to class but while I was there physically, I wasn’t mentally or
emotionally present. I was empty inside. I felt like I was a bother to
everyone. If it wasn’t for Christopher and his disdain for the club scene, I’d
have been completely without company on weekend nights. Athena wouldn’t always
go either but she still had DeVon to attend to, one way or another. While the
rest of the house got drunk, and sloppy Christopher and I went out to dinner
and bonded. We became closer friends that semester and it was nice to have at
least one of the guys in the house who wasn’t into instigating or fanning the
flames of the drama in my life. Like with Monroe last semester, my closeness
with Christopher made Anthony suspicious and jealous, DeVon even speculated
that maybe Christopher wasn’t gay like we all thought, just to see how Anthony
reacted
It’s funny because Anthony
tries so hard to pretend he doesn’t care about Lyric when it’s obvious to
everyone except for him and Lyric that he has some real feelings for her. DeVon said in his commentary
After a
couple of weeks with Anthony primping in the mirror everyday, telling himself
he was the “Freshest Nigga Alive” and telling me that I was lucky to have a fly
ass nigga like him in my life.” I was at my wits end. I took advantage of
Monroe’s man whorish ways and when he had “guests” over I’d sneak upstairs and
take his bed in the room with Christopher. Some nights I even preferred to
sleep on the couch than in the same room with Anthony. When Monroe was in his
bed, Athena and DeVon were in the boom boom room, I slept in Athena’s bed. One
night , a week before Valentine’s Day, I decided
that it was time to move Anthony out of my room. I was tired of climbing the
stairs to stay in Monroe’s bed at night. I was tired of hearing Anthony talk to
other girls on the phone and looking to see if I was reacting. He had already
went back on what he said about not wanting any benefits from our friendship.
He’d come home horny and sexually unsatisfied sometimes and, to him, my “No.”
or “Get off me.” “Move.” “Don’t touch me.” was the start of a negotiation not
an actual rejection. He thought if he kissed me it would convince me but I
would always move my face out the way. “You my baby mama, you can’t say no.” He
laughed. I wanted to move him into DeVon and Athena’s room, it would be a tight
fit but It could work.
“You’re not supposed to do any heavy lifting.”
Christopher reminded me as I flipped Anthony’s mattress over and started
dragging it across the floor
“Do you want your room back? And It won’t be
that heavy if you help me.” I told him “Ugh! Fine.” Christopher whined.
We couldn’t
move the bed frame but the mattress and box spring were easy enough. I was nice
and made up the bed for him and neatly stacked his clothes next to the closet.
I had showered and changed into some pajamas, rubbed Cocoa Butter on my belly
to help keep the stretch marks away, and climbed into my nice warm bed. I had
just closed my eyes and began drifting to sleep when everyone piled in from the
club. I didn’t move to see what was going on, I just waited.
From what I could hear, DeVon was wasted and
Athena was trying to get him to calm
down. He was throwing a fit
and accusing her of flirting again and ranting about how dude was going
to catch a beat down if he ever saw him again.
“What the hell?!” DeVon exclaimed “Ant, why is
your s--t in my room?” I pulled the cover over my face trying not to laugh out
loud
“What are you
talking about?” Anthony asked
“Lyric done moved you out of your room nigga.”
DeVon said “Why?”
“Because your
girlfriend don’t like you.” Monroe said
“Girlfriend?” An unfamiliar woman’s voice asked.
“You have a girlfriend?” “She’s not my girlfriend.” Anthony defended
“Just your
pregnant baby mama.” Christopher chimed in.
“Ay! Yo!” Anthony asked walking into my room. I
pretended to be sleep “Yo! Wake up!
Ay!”
“What?” I asked feigning annoyance at being
woken up “Why is my stuff in DeVon and Athena’s room?” “Because I don’t want
you in here.” I said
“I don’t want to
be in the room with them. They’re going to have sex.”
“Maybe you’ll learn something. Think of it as a
live porno. You like porno.” I laughed “No.” DeVon said bringing one of
Anthony’s bags back into my room. I got out of bed
and grabbed the bag and tossed it back out.
“Woah.” the girl
said taking me in “You’re super pregnant.” I surveyed the room.
Anthony was standing closest to me. Monroe and his latest girl, were
standing in the kitchen.
Anthony’s date, was standing in the kitchen next to Monroe’s girl. She
wasn’t really that cute.
She was kind
of plain in the face, but she looked like a size 5 so I’m sure Anthony thought
he was lucky right now.
“I know
right?” I laughed “Be careful with this one, he doesn’t like to use condoms. It
only lasts a couple minutes, anyway so I guess I can see why it would be a
waste of one.” I rubbed on my stomach “But, still, make sure he pulls out.”
“Wow. Umm I think
I’m gonna go.”
“No Don’t go.”
Anthony said
DeVon tossed more of Anthony’s stuff out and I
threw it back “He’s your pet monkey, you keep him.” I argued “No, he’s your
baby daddy, you keep him.”
“I’m gonna go.”
The girl said.
“What
about the jacuzzi?” Anthony asked trying to pick his clothes up off the floor
“I’m good.” She said. She looked at her friend who looked like she didn’t want
to go. “Nah, don’t leave.” Monroe intervened “You can suck my d--k too. It’s
way bigger than
his.” Monroe’s girl looked at
Anthony’s girl as to suggest it. Anthony’s girl shrugged her shoulders. She was
for it.
“For real?”
Monroe asked shocked
“Sure.” she said
looking at him in a kind of hunger.
“Let’s go!” He said excited. He grabbed his girl
by the hand who then grabbed Anthony’s girl by the hand and they ran up the
stairs and slammed the door to the boom boom room
“What?!”
Anthony asked, mouth gaping open. There was a moment of shocked silence and
then everyone else started laughing. Anthony looked at me like a little kid
who’s balloon just flew away.
“Well, you
shouldn’t have brought her here.” I shrugged.
I am 33 years old I have an associates degree in psychology and liberal arts with a focus in social and behavioral science will be starting film school this summer. I was born and raised in San Diego, California. I've been writing since I was 12 years old but Prodigal is my first book ever completed.
My website is www.samanthasanchez.net
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