A Story To Tell | Book 2

.47.

:::KEIRA:::

We'd finally learned Chris's bail and it was nothing pretty. Bruce looked at me as if the woman was talking a foreign language when she said that Chris's bail was $1,250.

"I have the money put up in the bank, but you know they're not going to let me take all that out at once." Bruce said to me as we stood there at the window. I looked at him for a second and then away. I didn't have nothing to my name. Not one silver cent. "I'm gonna have to call her parents and let them know." Bruce said to me as we walked back out of the door.

I waited as he called Chris's parents and told them what was up. He talked to them over the phone for about fifteen minutes about the situation before ending the call and then called Tereny to let her know what was going on. After he'd ended the call with her, he looked at me as I was sitting there onto the bench with my arms crossed.

"You hungry?" He asked me.

My mind wasn't set on eating anything. My mind was set on Chris seeing the light of day. In fact, my mind was so focused on Chris that although my stomach was empty, my mind had taken over. And I knew that I needed to eat something because whenever I got too hungry and tried to eat something, I'd get sick and throw it back up. So I wasn't going to lie and say that I wasn't.

"Yea." I answer.

"Huddle House open. You wanna hit them up?" He asked me as I stood up.

"Sure." I agree.

*Once we made it to The Huddle House, we sat down at a table closest to the entrance/exit. The waitress had quickly made it over to us and tended to our drinks as we focused in on the menu.

I'm not going to lie, it was kind of hard to stay focused on the menu when Chris was sitting in jail being falsely accused for assaulting Adele. I sat the menu down onto the table, staring off into space, worrying about rather she was safe inside there or not. Lord knows that I didn't want to have it on my conscious if anything were to happen to her in there because my mom decided she wanted to be stupid. And if need be, I would be right there on Chris's court date, trying my hardest to let them know that he not even once touched Adele. I hated the fact that Adele's my mother. She's so selfish and controlling. She acts like a child...sort of what I was being from the beginning. It just killed me that some of her personalities rubbed off on me and now here I am, hating everything about her.

"You gon be a'ight?" I heard Bruce ask me.

I looked at him and sighed, deeply, within myself, almost knocking the wind right from my lungs. Shaking my head, it felt like I was about to cry, but I didn't want to cry in front of Bruce or anybody else inside of this small restaurant. Instead, I just look out of the window at the streetlights and then back at him.

"I just can't believe she did this." I say.

"I understand." He shook his head. "I can't believe it myself. It's crazy."

"I mean, all Chris wanted to do was tell her that I was okay where I was and that I was taken care of and she just went off on him as if he'd did something to hurt me when that wasn't the case. If anything, she should be thankful for what Chris has done for me." I mention. "I'm just convinced that my mom is happier with herself when she's got a full advantage over my life and I'm just not okay with that."

"You just gotta move on from that. I hate to say this, her being your mother, but you have to cut all ties with her. She doesn't mean you any good. I mean, I'm not into shit like this. I believe in respect, but if she's not respecting you, then she doesn't mean you any good and you need to cut her loose."