New Girl ( Urban story )

Chapter 28

JALISSA

I ran out of the school as fast as I could. I needed to be away from everything for a while. I kept running even when i was well past the school. Why? I couldn't tell you, but I was done with everything at this moment. I was done with my mom, Elijah, Crenshaw. Everything. I was done with LA. I felt like I could trust no one. No one was in my corner. I collapsed on the next bus stop and held my head in my hands. I cried and cried and cried, until I felt like I had no more tears. I had no where to go. I couldn't go home, I couldn't go to Eli's house, and I didn't have any family out here. I had no one out here. I cried some more. I was scared for me and the baby.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" An older woman asked as she walked up to me.

I nodded my head reluctantly.

"What's the matter? Why you crying pretty girl?"

I shook my head and wiped my tears. What had my life become? I got up and slowly walked away, "I gotta go, I'm sorry." I mumbled before disappearing down the sidewalk.

When I came across a Chase bank, I stopped and went in. I had an account that I had been saving money into, and I needed to dip into it. I withdrew 200 and that would last me for the next couple of days. I took the bus to the nearest target, which was in the mall.

When I got there I cleaned my face and fixed myself up a little bit. I peered from behind the bathroom hallways and quickly made my way to the toiletries section. I didn't want to be seen by anyone. I bought a bunch of $1 on-the-go travel size items.

I made my way to check out and then found a quiet place to sit in the mall. I contemplated my next move for about 1 hour. The only thing I came up with is a shelter. I googled shelters in Los Angeles. A shelter for soon to be and new moms came up. I called an uber to take me there. I charged it to my bank account so no one would have an idea of where I went. I just needed to be away from them all for a while.

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When I got there I took a deep breathe and knocked out the door lightly. A Carmel skin lady appeared at the door.

"Hi pretty. How you doing?" She asked me.

"I'm good. Um, is this the home for pregnant..girls?" I asked.

She nodded her head, and looked down in confusion.

"I'm going on two months." I giggled reading her mind.

She giggled too, "I'm sorry but you gotta be two months pregnant to live here." Her face getting very serious.

"Oh.." I said lowering my head with disappointment.

"Im kidding! I'm kidding! Come on in!" She summoned.

I walked in and she led me into a medium sized room, much similar to a living room. She took a seat on the couch and asked me to do so also.

"What's your name pretty girl?" She asked.

"Jalissa."I smiled.

"I'm Martha, I'm the mother of this house." She introduced herself.

"Nice to meet you."

She took s sip of her coffee, "So what's your story?"

I look at her puzzled.

"Your story. Who are you? What brought you here and why. You know that kind of stuff."

I sighed and looked down at the floor hesitantly. I didn't know her, especially not to be sharing all my business with her. But the words started pouring out of my mouth without my permission. Before I knew it, there were tears streaming down my face.