Gotta find her

Chapter Two

Jermaine POV

"Jermaine wake up! Kendrick is here to see you." Alex said walking into my bedroom.

"What.. Wh.. When did I go to sleep?" I said yawning.

"I don't know, I don't care but hurry up and come downstairs, Kendrick is waiting for you and Cassandra made you some breakfast."

Cassandra is my chef/housekeeper

"Tell Kendrick I'll be down in 15 minutes, I'm boutta hop in the shower."

She nodded her head and went downstairs.

I went to grab my towel, I glanced at the clock .. 8:24 AM.

Why the hell is Kendrick over here at 8:24 AM?

I went to go hop in the shower. By the time I got out it was 9:15

I threw on some joggers and a T Shirt and went downstairs.

"Took you long enough!" Kendrick said as I walked into the kitchen.

"Nigga the fuck is you doing over here at 9 in the morning??"

He came and sat at the table wit me while Cassandra handed us our plates.

"I came because I heard about that diary you got."

I grabbed a piece of bacon off my plate. "How do you know about that?"

"Bro trey got a big ass mouth"

We both laughed. "So you came over here at 9AM to talk about a diary?"

"Yeah, he said you kept it, did you read it? Cause I wanna know what it's about"

"Yeah I kept it" I said "but I don't know if I can show you. This girl trusted me enough to send it to me, I don't want to go around showing everyone."

He looked at me with the most straightest face. "Really nigga? What's in the diary?"

I looked around scratching my head. "She got cancer, she's dying. Her dream is to meet me but she knows it'll never happen so she wanted to share her secrets with someone before she dies and I'm the only one she trusts with them."

He looked at me with his mouth open. "Damn that's deep.. Show me"

"Bro I can't show you, this girl trusts me" I said.

"Nigga she sent this shit to a celebrity! Anything could've happened in the process of getting it to you, anyone could've seen it! And she's prolly dead by now so what does it matter?"

I thought about it for a minute. "You right"

I ran upstairs and grabbed the diary off my night stand.

"Here it is." I said handing him the diary. "I only read the first part so don't read past that."

I watched him as he read the diary.

"Damn.. That's crazy Af" he said once he was finished.

"I know" I said.

"So we gone finish reading this or what?"

"We?" I asked.

"Yea we mouthafucka! You can't just let me read a little and not the whole thing. We in this together now."

I sighed. "Alright hand me the book"

I sat the book on the table at a angle we both could read at.

******

A couple weeks past since my father been away but I could never seem to face that fact the he wasn't coming home. My mother had been a mess ever since he left. She started to drink again and the drinking just got worse and worse with each day. She also started skipping out on work. She spent a lot of her times at clubs.

3 weeks after my dad got locked up, she met this guy Dwayne at a strip club. Dwayne was nothing like my father. He was an asshole who liked to put his hands on females. I witnessed him punching my mother, throwing pans at her, even pushing her down the stairs almost everyday.

2 months after my dad leaving is when my life went to complete hell! My mom was barley functioning anymore and Dwayne was pimping hoes IN OUR HOME. I had to take care of Shanae because everyone forgot about her .. How pathetic, an 8 year old raising a 2 year old.

I had to go knock on my neighbors doors and beg them to give me food for Shanae and me because my mother was too irresponsible to feed us.

It was so exhausting. I knew I had to be Shanaes mother, but how could I? I couldn't provide for a child when I was a child myself. I guess it makes it better because I was turning 9 in a week and my principals husband promised me he would give me a job passing out newspaper when I turned 9.

I was so pumped for my birthday. My plan was to use the money for food for me and Shanae and save the rest so that by the time I was old enough, I could get out of this hellhole and take her with me.

I remember my 9th birthday like it was yesterday. I remember waking up and putting my beautiful long hair into a side pony tail. I remember my mom coming into my room saying 9 more years until I'm not her problem anymore.. I remember Dwayne coming in and trying to have his way.

"9 years old huh? You turning into a woman" .. That's what he would say.

I remember how uncomfortable I was and I remember screaming for my mother and her never coming to save me.

I remember him throwing me on this dresser and sticking his fingers up my vagina. I remember him kissin me and me screaming for him to stop.

I remember him whispering in my ear saying that the real action would come after I got out of school.

I remember exactly how I felt that day. I felt like I wasn't safe at home. I felt like I missed my father. I felt like I had to get away but I knew I couldn't.

"I need a break! This shit too much" Kendrick said throwing his hands up.

I nodded my head in agreement.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom. We can finish when I get back." He said

I watched him go to the bathroom. Once he was gone, I flipped the the pages of this diary. We were no where near done reading this.. This is just the begging. What all have this girl gone through?