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Janae sighed, walking into Aaliyah's cube, sitting on the other empty bed across hers. Aaliyah, as per usual was sleeping in, skipping breakfast. Janae couldn't lie, she was concerned for the girl. She wasn't as flirty or peppy and she hadn't been eating as much. Even though she had gotten put on the list for the kosher meals, having passed the test with the rabbi. They were still had no clue how Aaliyah knew so much about Jewish history.
"Still sleepin'?" Poussey asks, walking over to her cube in concern. They were all worried for her but Janae the most was. "Yeah. 'Ion know what's up wit' her. The other day we was jokin' around and now she all depressed and shit." Janae explained as Poussey sat at the edge of Aaliyah's bed. "Let me know when she wake up. She can't miss what happens to Judy."
"Aight." Poussey rubs Aaliyah's shoulder before leaving the cube.
Janae stood up, walking over to Aaliyah's desk. She bent down, opening Aaliyah's lock and pulling the desk open. She picked up the box of letters, sitting down and going through them, trying to search for what could be the reason for Aaliyah's sudden depression. She skimmed through a few until she finally lands on the last one, hidden at the bottom of the box. Janae pulls it out, reading who it was from.
Alissa Channing
She knew it wasnt right to snoop or read the letter, but hey, Aaliyah wasn't gonna tell her so she had to take matters into her own hands. Janae looked up to see if Liyah was awake, and of course she wasn't. Still sleeping very soundly. She pulled out the folded piece of paper, opening it up, and reading it.
Dear Aaliyah,
I know we have not been the closestlately. I want to apologize for what I said when you were arrested. I understand you struggle with your anger, I never could understand why. Now I do. It's because of me. But, this feels wrong trying to apologize in a letter. So I have decided to come and see you in person. I calledyour counselor and he added me to your visitation list. I hope you will come see me, because Ican't wait to see you.
Love, your dearest mother.
Janae furrowed her brows, trying to figure out why this would upset Aaliyah so much. I mean, an apology couldn't hurt, right? "You find what you're looking for?" Janae looks up, seeing Aaliyah staring down at her from the bed. "Actually, yes, I did. What the fuck is this?" Janae tossed the letter on the bed in front of her, sitting on the other bed across hers.
Aaliyah stares at her blankly. "A letter?"
"Don't pull that sarcastic bullshit with me. How could you not tell me about that?" Janae questions. She was not gonna drop this. Not when Aaliyah and herself had gotten so close over the past few days. "Maybe cause it's none of your business?" Aaliyah grabs the letter, folding it back up and tucking it under her mattress.
