Chapter Eight

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At this point and time, I really didn't care bout nobody else feelings but mine. As much as I wanted to keep Jasamine here with me, I couldn't. My pride wouldn't let me. I loved her, but I couldn't do it no more. Every time I put my time in a bitch some shit will fuck it up for me. That's why I play these bitches like I do. I could feel myself slowly sinking into a deep depression. So I decided to call up my grandma, she probably didn't know none of the ruckus my mama and sister was causing and if she did, she probably thought it was my fault. But my grandma always heard me out before making assumptions.

The phone rung twice before I heard her loud, squeaky voice come to the line

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Grandma it's me."

"Who is this?"

"Kel grandma."

"Oh hey baby! I miss you. You ain't been here in a while. Are you okay? You ain't on them drugs is you?"

"Nah, I had to get my own place."

"Well why? Yo damn mama ain't it? She always runnin somebody away."

"It's her and Mykie. It's like they never satisfied with me till I'm doin for them and I'm tired of that."

"Well your mama was always spoiled. I guess her being the youngest child, we spoiled her rotten cause she was the only one staying here for so long since it's an eleven year age difference between her and your aunt Tessa."

"But you don't understand. The man she with ain't start doing for her till I left. It took me to leave for this nigga to step up and they come to my house disrespecting me."

"Keida don't come round here no mo so I don't know what the hell her problem is."

"When the last time you saw my sister?"

"Her lil fast ass don't come round here either since her and that pretty lil ole girl got in a brawl. You know I miss that ole Jasamine. She was a nice lil friend for Mykie."

"Yea but Mykie messed that up like she mess up everything."

"Well why did they fight?" I see my grandma was missing out on everything.

"According to Mykie, Jasamine wasn't a good friend but we all know Mykie be over exaggerating everything and you know how she get when she mad."

Well Mykie need to stop cause she can't fight. Keida ass can't fight either. They always startin with somebody and gettin they asses beat. And I don't like that shit there. Runnin my blood pressure high for nothin." I laughed so hard. What my grandma was sayin was nothing but truth. I seen Mykie win one fight and that was with Daviana. And she caught Daviana off guard.

Me and my grandma chopped it up a lil bit more and we said our goodbyes and I laid back and drifted off to sleep. My mind was in a million places and I just needed sleep to take over me.

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Me, Sierria and Symone rode around for about forty five minutes debating on whether I should go back to Kel's house, my house, or go to one of their houses. I really wanted to be alone. I knew I would be by myself at my house but I didn't wanna take the chance of getting caught off guard by Mykie and her mama or her new lil friends. I wasn't scared, but I wasn't dumb either. It's one of me and a bunch of them and I have a child to look after. Finally they took me where I wanted to go so we pulled up at the Holiday Inn Hotel. We were on the safe side of town so I wasn't really worried about anything. There were multiple hotels and food places lined up, so I wouldn't have far to walk and Symone didn't stay too far away. Sierria checked me in and we made our way to room 507. It was nice. Two queen sized beds, a nice bathroom, living room area and it was very spacious. They helped me with my bags and we got comfortable as I told them the events of the day. I cried many tears and they cried with me, held me and assured me that things would be okay. They stayed for about two hours before leaving. It was after midnight and I was hungry as fuck. Room service was free for 24 hours so I ordered some food before I went to sleep. I pondered with myself on whether I should call Kel and try to talk to him or not. He was so upset and I knew he spoke out of anger. I prayed he didn't mean anything he said.

After I ate my food, which consisted of a double bacon cheeseburger with lettuce, ketchup and onions, season fries, chicken tenders with honey mustard, Apple pie and a cold cherry coke, I changed my clothes into something comfortable, laid back and flipped through the channels before I quickly fell asleep. As soon as I drifted off into a deep sleep, I heard my phone ringing loud beside my ear. Without looking at the caller I.d I answered.

"Hello." I said in a groggy tone.

"Well miss Jasamine. I miss you."

"Who is this?"

"The man you gave your virginity to." Jerkim chuckled on the other end. Not tonight. Not to-fuckin-night.

"What Jerkim?" I said full of attitude as I sat up in the bed.

"Damn, so you go fuck with my homeboy and forget all about me huh?"

"Don't you have like twenty girlfriends to tend to?"

"Nah, just one. YOU!"

"I'm not your girlfriend. What we did was a one night thing."

"You sure bout that? I miss that shit Jasamine."

"Bye Jerkim the JERK!"

"Funny funny." He laughed. "Well I seen you walk in the Holiday Inn and I decided I would come back when I was for sure your little friends left. So I'm here now and I wanna spend some time with you."

"No! Are you fuckin crazy?"

"No?" He sound shocked that I'd turned him down.

"Yea, I said no."

"Well I'll be there anyways. Room 507 right? I'm on my way up." He hung up.

What the fuck? I thought to myself. I know this nigga is not stalking me. Ugh! What the hell did I get myself into?

Almost five minutes later I heard a key being slid in the door and the lock pop to indicate it was unlocked. I saw Jerkim walk in.

"How the fuck-"

He cut me off by forcing his lips onto mine. I tried pushing him off of me but he was too strong.

"Jerkim get off of me."

"You know you want it."

"No I don't." I tried to run over to the counter and get my pepper spray but he caught the back of my shirt ripping it off.

"Mmm shit. Look at those pretty titties."

He grabbed my wrist and threw me on the bed. I was scared and shaking. Tears started to roll down my face. I kicked and swung my free hand wildly.

"Stop fuckin moving. You makin this shit hard."

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed.

"Shut up girl damn." He grabbed my throat. I kicked his manhood causing him to stumble back. I hopped over him and grabbed my pepper spray. I sprayed him all in his eyes and watched him yell out in pain as I quickly grabbed my bags and ran out of the room. As I reached the elevator, I pulled out my phone and called the only number that would probably save me, Marcus.

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