Chapter Eight

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Janellys' POV

I'm back at it again. This time I went with Alex. Everything works out perfect, and this time it's somebody I know! We get the money and slide. So far I have $675,000. That's enough to get Angelo out and move up out of here. I grew up in the ghetto where n*ggas don't make it out like that. This is my chance. Get my boyfriend out and move. I have to convince my brother to come with me. I need Elijah to come with me. I know if I leave him behind he won't accept me in his life after I leave. That's like my bestfriend lowkey. Without him I wouldn't have even made it this far.

I call up Angelo's retarded lawyer. She answers the phone all bougie. "Hello." "This is Janellys, Angelo Summers girlfriend." "Ah, yes. How may I help you?" "I have the money to get him out. I have all of it." "Um you have $100,000?" "Yes I do. I need to get him out. Today." "Well since today is Sunday, nobody's getting out no where. Tomorrow we can go down to the station and check with the judge and figure out what we need to further the process." "I don't need to talk to nobody but you. All that extra is your job. That's what they're paying you for." I hung up the phone. I just want him out. I never thought I would have to go through this much. This is probably why I never wanted to let anybody in. There's too much drama going on with everybody. It's just like how they tell you in school, more than half of the students you go to school with end up in jail, prison or dead.

Angelo calls me. I pick up in a hurry. "Hey, where you get that money from?" He sounded mad. "What money babe?" "The $100,000, that money Janellys." "Hold up, you just called me by my government. I thought you wanted to get out?" "I do but how you get the money? Where did it come from?" "Baby I told you, I got you. Don't worry about it until your out here with me." "I swear Jay if this money messes sh*t up. I'm stuck in here longer." "I promise. Just your suppose to be happy. And your not." "I never said I wasn't." "But your acting like a real d*ck Angelo. I did this sh*t for you." I hung up the phone on his face. Today I been in that mood just to stop hearing them speak. I don't know. Just when I thought we were on the same page he wants to bash me away. Yet I'm still here for him.

Elijah comes over the house today. We just chill for a little and talk about how I want him to leave Chicago with me. I can buy him a house. We can be happy for once and don't have to look over our shoulders every second to make sure we are safe. He agrees until he starts mentioning Thomas, Andre, Devon, and Trey. He keeps saying how we can't just leave them here. The thing is I understand where he's coming from. Yet he doesn't want to face the fact that Chicago is not the place to be.

My brothers are all locked up except Elijah. That's because he knows how to keep his business lowkey. He doesn't give his name to nobody he keeps it straight business hands over and receives. No hi, no bye. Just straight business. He's the smartest one out of all of us when it comes to the streets. That's where I'm learning it from. No names, no hi, no bye. Just straight business. I got to admit, my brothers hold my life together with all their mess. Without them I probably would've ended up like my mother, dead. I learned that just because you try to avoid people in life, only thing that's still going to harass you in life is people. Reguardless of what you want or need, family is always going to be there to hold you back from failing. Some may even let you go to fail but that's only because they don't care. Only your haters will hate, they will try anything possible to watch you fail at what you try to succeed. Right now I'm succeeding, because once Angelo gets out. We are moving and starting over from scratch. Building off of good and old memories. Only the good can hold us together.

5 months go by, Angelo is out now. We are still in Chicago. Only because I have yet to see my father. I want to visit him in prison. Now that's the man I really want to see out. There's just things that can't be fixed and he screwed it up for himself. Which today I'm finally going to see him after 6 years. I was 14 when my brothers last brang me to come visit him. Now that I'm 20, it's different. I'm grown up and about to have my own kid. Oh, yes I am pregnant. Forgot to mention that. But now that I'm finally going to see my father, I just hope everything works out. I just want to talk to him and clear my mind. He left me in some messed up situations I could never forgive him for, but he is my dad.

When me and Angelo get to the prison, and we get to the front I sit on a bench. "I can't do it." Angelo turns around and looks at me, "what you mean you can't do it. You've been waiting to see this man for a long time. You have to do it. For you." I look up at him and strayed to tear up. "You remind me of him! I remind my self of my mom. I don't remember her much but I feel like we already f*cking up Angelo." He grabs me and holds me close to him, "we're doing just fine. This is only the beginning babe." I get up and start walking towards the building. I didn't say nothing after that. I stayed silent the whole time until we got to see my father. Here they let you see eachother in person rather than over a glass. But they watch you. The entire time. We sit at the table and wait for them to bring him out. All I could think about is going off on him.

Four guards bring my father in. My dad looks old! He sits at the table. It's silent for awhile. My dad stares at me. Angelo breaks the silence, "nice to meet you my name is Angelo." My dad studders when he speaks, "ah m-mine is Remy. Janellys?" I look up at him with tears in my eyes. "W-why your c-crying?" I don't say anything I wait five minutes, then speak "you weren't there for me." "What?" "You were never there for me. You were suppose to be there for me. You were suppose to teach me. But you were never there." "H-how can I be there? I-I'm in here. I c-can't do anything fr-from in here." "No. You chose to be in here. You chose this life. Nobody handed it to you and made you do all that you did. You never sent me a letter. Never called. You never tried." He got so mad he didn't even studder no more, "I chose the life to make sure I was set for life. Did I really think I'd end up in here after doing the same sh*t for years. You had everything you ever wanted. I gave you everything. That house that you lived in for all those years I wasn't there, I did that. Girl you better remember."

Did he just try to act like he's a good person. "F*ck that. I don't care about what you gave me before you left. Or what you left! After you left I was raped and you weren't there. All those schools I got kicked out of for fighting, you were never there. I went to jail last year. You failed to even pick up a phone. You have money on your comminsary. I check and when you don't I put money. You never called to check up on any of us. So you can sit there and say you did it for us but you fail to realize you never tried from in here. A piece of paper with words on it means more than nothing. A thirty minute call means something than nothing at all! I'm having a damn kid and your not even going to be around. After today I'm not going to be here no more. I'm leaving Chicago and I'm not coming back. Just remember what I look like and what I have become. All of this, done without you." I got up from the table and walked out. Angelo stayed behind. To be honest I don't care.

"She's a little emotional lately." Angelo said rubbing his head. "Um yeah, um so your her boyfriend or something?" "Yeah, um yeah. Your daughter is a great person." "Ahh yeah, she reminds me of her mother. Really bold." He laughed, "she has no filter." Angelo laughed, "yeah man she really doesn't especially when she's mad." "Take care of my daughter. She's still has some learning to do." "Oh she'll be good with me. She's doing good." "That's my only girl left. I need her safe. That's good um you are leaving Chicago. She doesn't need to be here no more." "Well if anything my number has been added to your call list. You can call me when ever. Stay safe in here. Nice to meet you Remy." Angelo daps him up and leaves. The guards takes my father back.

Angelo comes outside the building. I'm sitting in the car, he comes up to the door and I unlock the door. He gets in and starts the car. He looks at me with disappointed, "why you have to say all of that." "I said what I need to say and that's it now drive." I put on my seat belt and looked forward. "I'm not driving until you explain to me why you did that." He left the car in park. "Angelo, I said all of that because I'm tired of him acting like he didn't do anything wrong. He's suppose to be my father. Fathers talk to they're kids when they're in prison or jail. They find a way! Now f*cking drive before I get out and walk!"

When we finally leave. He takes me to the house. He stops in front, "get out." "What you mean get out. Turn off the car." "No get out the damn car. I'm tired of this Janellys, you get mad at other people and take the sh*t out on me! I'm tired of the shit." "Listen! Don't come at me feeling some type of way because you feel like I was f*cked up to my dad! That's me and him! Now for you to sit here and get mad at me is f*cked up!" I get out the car and slam the door shut. "My f*cking door!" "F*ck your door!" I go inside the house. He takes off and leaves. I don't care. He only but going to come home later tonight and kiss my a** like he always does. Today I'm not with it. He can bounce, f*ck that sh*t. He can go to his dumb a** b*tches and mess with them. I'm tired of every time I do something I'm wrong. Tuh! He has the wrong person for that.

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