Chapter 38

That was my first fight, and when we got home a bitch thought she was Muhammad Ali as I retold my story to Vicky again and again adding and removing things each time. Shit, I was ready to fight the world.

She told me that after I left to the state hospital Tianna, who was my other best friend at the time next to Vicky, went around telling everyone I was crazy and shit. Vicky checked her about it their freshmen year, and they hadn’t spoken since. I thought I remembered hearing about it in a letter, but I guess it wasn’t that important to me at the time.

Dr. Richards called at dinner time, like she’d done all week asking for updates and just wanting to chat. She was more excited about my date with King than I was. I picked up the phone.

“Hello,” I said.

“Hello, how are you? This is Dr. Richards, may I speak with Scheyenne?”

“It’s me,” I said, smiling at her polite greeting.

“Oh, hey. I thought that was you.”

I laughed, happy she called. I took the cordless phone into the backyard.

“So how was your day?” I asked her.

She sighed, “Good, I guess. But those bitches are getting on my nerves. I almost slapped the shit out of Jean.”

I laughed.

Ever since my release Dr. Richards and Dr. Felter have been going at it tough. Dr. Felter is under Dr. Baker the head doctor, but after Dr. Richards’ success with me she was given a promotion.

“If I wanted the bitch’s job I’d of taken it when it was offered to me years ago. Damn, we make the same amount.”

“She just on a power trip,” I said quoting Dr. Richards.

“Yeah, but anyways how was your day?”

I shrugged and said just as coolly as possible, “I got in a fight.”

Dr. Richards went crazy asking if I was okay and what happened?

Then after assuring her I was fine and not in any trouble she asked, “You whooped her ass, right?”

I laughed and told her I did and explained the Carmen situation.

“That’s my girl,” she said when I finished.

I even told her about hearing Free. She said it was a ‘repressed memory’, which happened to everyone from time to time.

After making sure I was okay mentally and emotionally she said, “Shi, now I don’t condone fighting but… I’m happy you’re out there being a kid.”

I smiled and said, “Goodbye,” and we hung up.