Jamiya pov
I woke up to jr crying. I made his bottle and fed him while malik still sleep. I love my sons I wanted a daughter but I'm still grateful. I looked at the time and its 5 am. I need to get them ready so I can take them to kendell house so I can go to school. Yup I have 2 kids and still in school but it's my last year. Kendell already graduated so he takes the boys until I get out or I get off work.
I finished feeding jr and I woke up malik so I can give them a bath when I was done I dried them off and got them dressed. I took a shower dried off and got dressed and brushed out my hair. I packed the diaper bag and get my bookbag and took them to Kentrell house cause ik that's were kendell is.
I knocked on the door
"Who is it?" Someone asked
"Jamiya" I said lowly
The door swung open
"Oh wassup girl why you speaking so low?" Teelee asked
I shrugged and kendell came to the door
"So there's a change of plans" he said
"What?" I asked him
"I have a breakfast date I can't watch the kids" he said
"Why you ain't call me? I walked an hour over here" I said
"I did you need to pay you phone bill" he said
"I have school and you know that bruh" I told him
"Pay someone to watch them" he said
All the money I make go to rent and Bill's
He never been to my house do he never seen it and my job don't pay much.
"Kendell you ain't shit" I said picking up jr carseat and holding malik
It took me 2 hours to get home
He could have payed for a babysitter he got money for it. I hate him sometimes. But he has family members that can watch them. That's the difference between us. He has a big family that cares about him and love him and I don't have no one. Nobody from kendell family like me cause they think I'm using him. I'm not I used to like him but now he's an asshole. All I have is my sons. I get hate on and picked on in school. Ion know why people don't like me. I connected my phone to wifi and texted Kentrell on Instagram
Me: why don't you like me?
Him: cause you a spoiled snobby bitch
Me: I'm spoiled? How ima be spoiled when I'm poor?
Him: you poor? How you provide for my nephews?
Me: I have 2 jobs to pay rent and provide for them. Your family is very rude to me also I'm already depressed and y'all making my life harder and I already have to go through this in school. Y'all think I have a good life y'all don't see what goes on behind closed doors. Now ima ask you nicely can you come get your nephews so I can go to work so I an have a home come too?
Him: yea send me your address so I can come get them
I sent it to him. I can't take this shit no more I'm at my breaking point. But I'm still here for my sons.
It was a knock on the door.
"You live here?" He asked looking around
"Yea" I said giving him jr and Malik. I'll come get them later
"You don't have to work for another 3 hours" said
"I gotta walk" I told him closing to door
I went to work then around one in the morning I was walking to Kentrell house when they started shooting.
I felt a stinging pain in my arm, leg, and stomach.
Sorry to leave it like this but a nigga gotta go to work😒.
I'll update tomorrow or sunday
