Hiv Aids Monologue

The thought of me having HIV is scary as hell. How could I be so stupid? I walked in the doctor’s office with my head held down low. I walked up to the check in window.

“Good morning Mrs. Richardson!” The nurse greeted me from behind the window.

“Hello, Dr. Aimes is expecting me.”

“Of course, just have a seat and she will be right with you.” As I waited, the anticipation was killing me; my left leg shook out of control. Thirty minutes has passed and the nurse finally called for me to come back. She led me to the check up room, where she checked my vital signs. Afterwards, she asked me simple questions like when my last period was and how long it has been since I had my last physical. After answering all her questions, she then led me into a

Where he live at?” Still trying to grasp what’s going on I answered,

“Bryan calm down.”

“Don’t fucking tell me to calm down. I had this nigga up in my house, sitting on my couch, eating my muthafucking food. Y’all had me looking fucking stupid. Nah, fuck that! Where this nigga live?”

“What!”

“Oh now yo ass got amnesia!” I know you know!” He walked hastily towards me. I then yelled,

“The Vista Lofts on Lady Street!” He bypassed me and grabbed his keys. He rushed out the door. “SHIT”, was all I could say. I already knew where he was going and what he was going to do.

Bryan arrived at Vaughn’s loft and he was heated. He walked up to the front door and looked for Vaughn’s name. He founded it and then pushed the button. A couple seconds later Vaughn answers over the inter come.

“Who is it?” Vaughn asked. Playing it cool Bryan said,

“What’s up, it Bryan. Can I come up?” Hesitant, Vaughn replied,

“Sure, fourth floor.” He then buzzed Bryan up. Bryan walked out the elevator and Vaughn was standing in the doorway. Bryan walked up to Vaughn and didn’t say a word. Vaughn on the other hand

So that’s how it is, you fuck my wife and then me!” Bryan snuffed Vaughn again, this time not letting him fall to the floor. He snuffed him two more times, this time letting him hit the floor.

“Don’t let what we did fool you. I’ll still get in yo’ ass and not the way you want me to!” Bryan kicked Vaughn in the stomach while still on the floor. He picked Vaughn up again and said,

“We’re done, you hear me? We’re done and you and my wife are done! If I catch you anywhere near me or Tara, I’ll fucking kill you! You hear me? You so much as call, you’re fucking dead!” He let go of Vaughn’s shirt and watched him drop to the floor. He walked over Vaughn’s curled up body and left, leaving the door wide open.

Today, both Bryan and I are off from work. I plan on doing my usual. After I was finish cleaning the house, I asked Bryan if he wanted to order takeout. He agreed and left to pick it up. I ordered the food while he was on his way. After hanging up with the Chinese restaurant, the phone rang. I picked it up on the third ring and said,

“Hello.”

“Hello, my I speak to Bryan Richardson?”

“He’s not in at the moment, may I take a