A Degrassi Fanfic

Titled: "Why Me?"

Chapter 4: Tears and Plots

Tiyanna was awoken by the sound of her mother crying, and her throwing up in the bathroom. This suddenly worried Tiyanna. If something happened to her mother, she would go crazy. Even if they treated her badly, Tiyanna couldn't hate them. Plus she only had one mother, and that was Yvette Winston. Her mother was six months pregnant and everyone in the house knew, except Chanell. She was clueless, and her mother started to dress in baggy clothes at times to hide it. She was 6 months pregnant but looked as if she was only 2-3 months pregnant.

Maybe it was normal for her to be throwing up, but to Tiyanna she didn't sound so good. Getting up and looking at her mother Tiyanna was terrified. She feared for her mother's life, and her unborn brother or sister. There her mother was, lying on the floor with vomit next to her, some at the corner of her mouth, and on her t-shirt. Then she had some liquid around her, it looked like some water but looked a bit different.

Then all of a sudden her mother started to scream, and Tiyanna tried to clean her up with a rag. Tears starting coming down her face, and this was the first time in 5 years that Yvette had seen her daughter cry. But even while Tiyanna was helping her mother, Yvette just looked at her like she was the most disgusting person ever. "Don't fucking touch me….AHHH" she exclaimed. Tiyanna backed away from her and ran to her room. Her Grandmother was out with her friends having brunch, and her sister was over her cousin's house. So Tiyanna just picked up her cell phone and called an ambulance, and explained to them how her mother looked…which was terrible. After giving her information, she hung up the phone.

In about 5 minutes the ambulance made it to their house. After checking her mother, they said that Tiyanna had called just in time. As they put Yvette in the Ambulance truck, Tiyanna started to hop in with her. Lying on the stretcher, Yvette screams. "No, get the hell off. I don't want you to come with me" The driver asked her to get in, that maybe her mama was saying that because she was in pain. But Tiyanna knew it wasn't because of that.

"It's okay, I'll stay" Tiyanna said turning around and heading back into the house. Locking the door, Tiyanna just shook her head. No matter what she did, her mother would always hate her. She didn't have time to try and suck up to anyone, all she needed to do was focus on her school work. In 3 years she was going to be out of that house. The young lady then said a silent prayer for her mother and the unborn baby. Her mother was so close, just 3 months and she would be giving birth.

But what if… Tiyanna didn't even want to think about. She couldn't think about something that foul. It just wasn't right. Because if she did, then she would probably jinx the baby. Tiyanna decided to start on her make up work that she was assigned. Starting on Math first, Tiyanna finished her work at about 3:35 P.M. That's when her grandmother came into the house screaming and yelling.

"So you put yo mama in the hospital, what did you do to her!" Grandma Mary exclaimed. She was only talking like that because she thought that Tiyanna wasn't aware of her mother's pregnancy. Tiyanna just ignored her and started on her Geography homework.

Grandma Mary decided to just leave Tiyanna alone, since she was being ignored anyway. It wasn't even worth her health. No one even bothered her but she was always carrying on as if people were making her life like hell. Going to the Hospital to see her daughter, Grandma Mary realized that her daughter could be losing the twins she was carrying. One boy and one girl. If they survived, only one of them would, and that was devastating to Yvette. She wanted both of her babies to make it alive.

She laid in the hospital bed screaming for god to save her babies. Only 18 weeks pregnant and she was being told that both or one of her babies would die. One of the babies was moving too much, and she had all these doctors and nurses around her. Yvette Winston had to give birth, being only 6 month. In so much pain, Yvette was sweating and crying. She had no choice, she had to have an immediate c-section, or one of the baby's would die, or they would both suffer brain damage.

Those were two things that Yvette didn't want to happen to her twins. She had always wanted to have twins, and now when it was her time to have them, things went wrong. So she would rather be cut from the breast bone to the pubic bone to have her babies.

After everything was done, Yvette Winston gave birth to her first son. With 10 fingers and toes, and very bad health. The baby barely made it, and the little girl was already dead. It seemed that the son was moving at a normal rate, but the daughter wasn't moving much because she was dying.

Yvette couldn't do a thing but cry, but the baby was dead, and she couldn't bring it back to life. Then she looked at her beautiful little boy, laying there with all these tubes and wires around him. He looked scared out of his mind, he was just a little boy, but he was going through all that pain. Then Yvette decided to name them, both of them. Her son's name would be De'Vante Marcus Moore, and her dead daughter's name would be Di'Andra Devine Moore. Yvette prayed to god, and hoped that her first son would survive. She gave birth to her first child when she was 21, she didn't want to lose her first son at 36, just like she lost her first daughter.

De'Vante had a serious heart defect, and didn't have enough fluids in his body. There just were so many things wrong with him. Yvette barely went to the hospital for check ups on her babies. She only went last month to find the sex and also found out she was having twins. Ms. Winston signed the ceremonial birth certificate, and then signed a death certificate for Di'Andra.

It was pretty sad to see them take her babies away, one dead and the other very unhealthy. Ms. Winston had to remain in the hospital so they could work with her, and her unhealthy son. Yvette laid on her hospital alone and in deep thought. She never told Greg, but she did give the babies his last name, since she was positive that he was the father.

Yvette just didn't want to stress herself out, so she decided to just go to sleep. Maybe this was all a dream, and if she slept in the dream she would wake up in reality. But that was far from the truth. This was all real, and Yvette lost her third daughter, and had her first son in very bad condition.

6 Hours Later

Greg Moore stood in the hospital room, and looked at his ex wife. She just looked so peaceful, and she wasn't nagging or sucking up, or yelling at Tiyanna. When Greg heard that Yvette was in the hospital he had to go and see her, even if they were divorced, he still had some love for her. Plus he was the mother of his 2 daughters, and now it seemed like she was the mother of his four kids.

Slowly opening her eyes, Yvette saw Greg looking at her with a smile on his face. Then she realized that no one knew she lost a baby. Maybe they just thought she gave birth to preemies. Or that she gave birth to a preemie. The only person who knew she was giving birth, and to twins for sure was her mother. Maybe that's who called Greg and let him know.

"So, why didn't you tell me?" Greg asked calmly. "I mean, you get pregnant and then I don't find out till you in the hospital. That don't make sense Yvette" Greg added, as Yvette started to cry. She didn't know what came over her. Waking up in the hospital, she knew that what happened wasn't real. It just couldn't be, but Greg didn't mention her losing the babies. Maybe that part wasn't true. But maybe was a strong word. Just then a nurse came into the room, and put up some balloons, and pinned a card on the board. "Sorry for your loss, it must be really hard on you. I hope De'Vante gets better soon" She said giving her a hug, and then leaving Yvette alone with Greg while closing the door behind her. Greg took a seat next to Yvette's bed. Just then Yvette starting crying harder, it was true then, she lost her daughter.

"What happened, and who is De'Vante?" Greg asked with a worry in his eyes. "And what are you crying for, what happened?" Greg said. He was now getting worried; he didn't know what was going on. This pissed him off. "De'Vante is the name I gave our son. De'Vante Marcus Moore. I had to have a C-section now, while I was only 6 months pregnant. Because if I didn't the babies would die, or they would be born with brain damage. Our daughter, who I named Di'Andra Devine Moore, died at birth Greg. Our baby girl died!" Yvette said as she started crying. It was very painful to hear these things. Greg couldn't help it, he shed a tear. He had never in his wildest dreams imagined something like this.

He didn't want to cry like a little baby, but he couldn't help it, Greg put his face in his hands and sat back down. He was shocked, this was unbelievable. The kids were named and his daughter was dead. "What's wrong with De'Vante?" Greg asked as he wiped away some tears. He wanted to be strong for Yvette; he had to be the man. He could cry his eyes out when he would arrive in his apartment.

"Greg, De'Vante is really sick. He barely made it, and he has a bad heart, he's real small, he looks just like you too Greg" Yvette sighed and cried as she remembered De'Vante little frame and him crying as the doctors took him away. "He's going through a 10 hour surgery next week, and then him and me will be released" Yvette said through sobs. Her heart just ached, and she had never been so hurt.

It was always sad to outlive your kids, but it was nerve racking to have your child's life end before it even started. "My baby girl, I don't know what I did to deserve this. Why is god putting me through so much pain? I never tried to kill anybody, why take my daughter away from me, what wrong have I done."

Just hearing her say those words pissed Greg off. "Maybe god took your daughter away from you because he didn't want her hurt. Those are probably the words Tiyanna says every night, from all the shit ya'll put her through. God didn't want to give you another daughter, because of how you treat Tiyanna. Why put Di'Andra on this earth so you can just mistreat her. So he let her go to heaven. You need to make a change in life Yvette. Stop treating my daughter like that. Or I will take her from you. I'm trying to straighten up my act… and when I'm done with the transition, Tiyanna will live with me!" Greg exclaimed, and with that he left the room.

Greg felt that Yvette was faking everything. Maybe she didn't even care; maybe she purposely avoided her weekly appointments. She didn't care about the babies' health. Then she acted as if, she was innocent. The only people innocent in the matter were Di'Andra, god bless her soul, and De'Vante. Greg despised the way Yvette treated Tiyanna, but whenever he would try and invite Tiyanna to stay with him, Tiyanna would always refuse. She probably felt that she was better off with Yvette. Since Greg always had women around, and Tiyanna didn't want to be mistreated by another woman. But Greg was serious; he was going to straighten his act.

Back Home

Tiyanna couldn't help but cry. She heard her G-Ma just get off the phone with her mother, and what she overheard was shocking. Her mother was pregnant with twins, one died, and the other is alive but in very bad condition. Tiyanna just had to shed some tears, to a sister that she never knew. To a sister that never lived, to a sister that could have been a great person. This really made her see how much she and Chanell needed to be close. They were on a "hi" and "bye" basis. Or Chanell saying "If you don't do this, I'ma tell mama on you!" Chanell wanted to be more of an enemy. How else should she treat Tiyanna?

If everyone else in the house had been treating Tiyanna like that since Chanell was 6 years old, how else should she know how to treat her? Tiyanna wanted to work hard and develop a good relationship with her sister, and help her sister to grow up and be a strong, determined, head strong female. Because if she didn't, who would? Definitely not her mother or her G-Ma, they just like to spoil her, and don't like to be open at all.

Unless it's to curse out Tiyanna. Tiyanna prayed that her brother would make it, she had always wanted a little brother. But she prayed that her sister was having a good time in heaven. She had never personally known a little baby that died. Maybe god took her sister back to heaven for a reason. Maybe she wasn't meant to come to this earth.

Tiyanna just stared out of her window, imagining scenarios that could have came true, if her baby sister would have lived. She thought of positive things, she couldn't imagine for the little girl to grow up and act like Chanell, it just wasn't right.

The Next Day

Emma walked into Degrassi feeling very excited. Tiyanna decided to get into a fight and she was out of sight for 3 whole weeks. That meant Emma had 3 weeks, to take her man. That was a lot of time. Emma had on a blue jean mini skirt, with a off the shoulder pink top. She slowly walked toward Derrick, who was at his locker, looking his best. In a pair of blue jeans, and a blue and white, mavericks NBA jersey. With white and blue air force ones on his feet, and fresh new braids on his head, Derrick, looked at a picture of Tiyanna that was in his locker.

Emma didn't even feel shamed after seeing him stare at Tiyanna's picture, with this stare in his eyes. Like as if he was in a daze. She quickly made herself purposely bump into him just to get his attention. "Oh, I'm sorry Derrick. I should have been watching where I was going" Emma said, acting as if she didn't purposely bump into him. "It's cool ma" Derrick said as he slammed his locker shut, and started to head for class.

Emma stood there watching Derrick walk away; this wasn't going to be as easy as she thought. "I'm gonna get him, one way or another" Emma sighed, that's when she realized that the bell had rang. Damn, I'm late. Emma thought.

Walking into Mrs. Richardson's class, one of the many new teachers at Degrassi, Emma was written up for being tardy. "Well, Ms. Nelson since you want to be late. Here's your assignment, go complete it in Mr. Spencer's glass. Emma was excited, Mr. Spencer was a cool teacher, and Derrick was in his class this hour. So he was more than happy to go. Taking her assignment, Emma walked out the room.

Strolling into Mr. Spencer's room, Emma saw that they weren't doing any work. So she took a seat right next to Derrick, who was writing down rhymes. Emma quickly got done with the assignment since she'd done it before. "What are you doing in here, you got put out?" Derrick said shocked. "I didn't see you there" Emma said knowing good and well that she did. "Yeah, I did. I was late" Emma said as if it was no big thing. Three tardy's equaled one absence, and if she kept it up she would get screwed when it came to attendance.

Emma pretended to be interested in what he was writing, just to spark a conversation. But she could relate, since she had just picked up writing poetry. It helped her release her emotions, which made her feel better, without hurting people or getting into trouble. "Oh, I write poetry, I never knew you wrote" Emma said to Derrick, as she tried to get a better view of his work. "Yeah, but only when I have time ya know?" Derrick said as he crumbled up the paper. He was trying to write Tiyanna a letter, with a rap inside. But he couldn't really concentrate. So he just decided to complete it when he got home.

"Oh yeah, I know, it's kinda hard to concentrate for me too. Plus I run out of words to rhyme with, so I just grab my rhyming dictionary" Emma added. As soon as she said that, Derrick thought about Tiyanna. She had bought him a rhyming dictionary just recently. He didn't know why Emma was even trying to talk to him. They never talked, but she would get caught looking at him sometimes. Does she have a crush on the kid? Derrick thought. Nah couldn't be… he just decided to shrug the thought off. But he could never know, not many knew what Emma's type was. She had been with Sean and Chris, and they were two different people. Maybe she goes out with people with good personality.

Dropping her pencil, Emma bent over to pick it up. Derrick couldn't help but look. Her skirt was up a bit revealing her black thong. Emma didn't have back, but he still looked. It wasn't anything but; she had just a tiny bit going on. Something he never noticed. As soon as Emma turned, Derrick focused his attention on the board.

Yes, I'm getting there. I don't have as much as Tiyanna but he still looked. Emma thought. That's when she caught a glance at his dog tags. One had a picture of Tiyanna looking radiant, with the words "My Boo" under her picture. Then the other one had a picture of Derrick and Tiyanna, looking so adorable together with the words "Derrick N Tiyanna 4Lyfe".

Emma wasn't surprised. She had seen Tiyanna with 2 dog tags also. The one identical to Derrick's, and one of Derrick looking real sexy, with the words "My Baby" under his picture. Emma was starting to act as if she didn't have a conscience or anything. Emma leaned over a bit to expose some cleavage as she played with her hair. "But some words are easy to rhyme with. Like; rake, fake, sake, lake, make, bake, take, words like that. All you have to do is put them in words. Like; You are the type to get hit with a rake, people like you are just so fake, why can't you be real for goodness sake, or I'll be forced to dump your dead body in a lake, or just shoot you, open casket or closed, an easy decision that your mama is going to have to make, and a sorry cake isn't something I'd bake, So you go ahead and give, cuz ya life is what I'd take" sighing, Emma grinned a bit. She even flattered herself.

She just recently started doing poetry, and now she started to free ball it. "That was pretty good Emma, I never knew you was a violent little rough girl" Derrick said grinning. "Yeah, I like it like that" Emma replied. "We are talking about the poem right?" Derrick asked. It seemed as if Emma was trying to turn the heat up. "Maybe, maybe not Derrick. It's all up to you" She said leaning a bit closer.

Derrick didn't want to hurt Tiyanna. But it was like Emma was reading his mind. "What Tiyanna don't know, won't hurt her" Emma commented, as she played with her skirt. Raising her skirt, Emma looked down. "See, I'm all aroused, all cuz of you. Come on Derrick, you gotta take care of me" Emma said pouting.

Derrick couldn't do it. Looking at his dog tag she sighed. "Nah, I can't take care of you Emma. You know I love Tiyanna." Tiyanna had been through too many things. He didn't want to add to the hurt and disappointments she'd been through. As soon as the bell rang, he rushed out the room. Walking right into the rest room, Derrick sighed. He couldn't deny it, Emma was arousing him too. She seemed to be trying to seduce him, but Derrick didn't want to fall for it. It just turned him on, the fact that's he was being so blunt and freaky. But he just had to control himself.

Walking to his next class, Derrick, just had to leave Emma alone. She wasn't worth it. But Emma on the other hand was determined to do whatever it took to get Derrick…