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{Janelle's Mom POV}

             I come home to hear crying. Up the stairs and I can tell it's coming from Janelle's room. I crack open the door and she's laying, literally in a puddle of tears. It looks like somebody just poured water all on her bed. "Janelle, get the fuck up!" Startled, she hurridly sat up and looked at me surprised. "What the hell you cryin for?"

[Janelle POV]

           "What the hell you cryin for?"

Wha?? How long have I been crying? Shouldn't she still be at work? I look at my mom, and she's put her hands on her hips. giving me a disaproving look. "Well? Did someone die?"

"No.."  But my heart did...

"Well, why are you crying then?" Should I tell her? Of course I should, she's my mom, my best friend, I have to tell her.

"It's Kevin..." 

A/N I thought of the name Kevin for him because I'm watching Kevin Hart rite now so.. :p   blah!, let's finish the story...

"It's Kevin..."

My mom sighed and came at sat on the edge of my bed. She looked at my "puddle" that I had created, and then looked directly in my eyes. "Don't you EVER cry over a nigga, they ain't even worth it. You to young and wAAYY to pretty to be ruining your face over him."  She sat and thought for a minute, and then began to mumble to herself. "Kevin... kevin.. kevin... Aye, what happened to Terrance?"

Terrance?!  "Mom! Terrance ended so long ago it's not even funny."

"Oh, ok. Whoops, my bad." I look at my mom and laugh. All I could do was laugh at her. After a moment of silence she sighed and started to walk out of my room, but stopped at my doorway and turned back to me. "You keep crying and I'm not goin let you go on that trip with you father." 

"Oh! I forgot all about that."   I gotta text him. 

{Janelle Mom POV} 

Now that I really look at her, i notice that she is a HOT MESS. Her hair is in every direction and her eyes are bloodshot. "And change then DAMN sheets." I smile at her to let her know that I'm kidding, and go to my room. Speaking of nigga's, I got my own I'm not even talking to. 

A/N I decided to name her father Devon. S/O to all the niggaz named Devon! ok bye

[Janelle POV]

Mom's is right, I can't be cryin' over no nigga. Damn, we sho' do say nigga a lot. I get up and walk to my full-body-length mirror.  I need to get my shit together. I try to comb my hair out with my fingers, then I stop and smile at the mirror. 

You to young and wAAYY to pretty to be ruining your face over him. My mom's word's ringed in my ears. She was right. I smiled again, and started to giggle. 

"Mom!" I yelled "Are you texting dad yet?"

"Nope." 

"Ok. Are you gonna?"

"Damn! Ok, I'll Text him. Lemme alonee.."

"Thnx Mom"

{Janelle Mom POV}

Im kinda in the middle of something right now, but oh well. I DO need to know where he's going to be taking my daughter for two damn weeks. I start a new text.

New Message To: [Terrance]

                           Hold on, imma text u later. bye