The Hood Don't Love You

Chapter 2

Alayah Jones|Lay

I got off of the Mega Bus that brought me back to Tallahassee after getting off my flight in Miami. It felt good to be back after being gone for almost five years and not visiting once. I had a lot to do this week, such as looking for an apartment and trying to find somewhere to get settled until I can find one. I already had a job offer to go to next week, so finding work wasn't going to be an issue. I gathered all of my suitcases with the best of my ability and I started walking into the Mega Bus Station.

"Best friend!", I heard someone scream. I noticed Jamerica running in my direction, resulting in me dropping all of my bags and running up to hug her.

"I missed you bitch!", I yelled as we pulled one another into an embrace. I was on the verge of tears considering that I haven't seen this girl in years and she still managed to hold it down.

"I missed you to hoe!", she yelled back before finally releasing her tight grip on me. She grasped two of my suitcases and helped me pull them to her Range Rover. After we finished getting things settled in, we hopped in and drove off.

"So where is my husband KJ?", I asked with excitement. With me not being in America, I only got to see him on Facetime and in pictures that Jamerica would send me through text message.

"He's at his gram gram house. I'm going to go get him tomorrow morning, that way we can spend some time together.", she said.

"Alright. He look just like his daddy and his uncle Jamir.", I said with a chuckle.

"Everybody says that. I'm mad he doesn't look like me.", she said with a pout face. We both bust out laughing and then she cut the radio up which was synced with her phone from the aux cord.

I'm saucin', I'm saucin', I'm saucin' on you.
I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin', I'm swaggin' on you.
I'm ballin', I'm ballin', Iverson on you.

Watch out, watch out, watch out(yeah).
I smash out, I smash out, I smash out(yeah).

I rapped along to the song as we pulled up into Zaxbys. We walked inside and ordered before going to take our seat at a table.

"This place holds some memories.", I said while smiling and leaning back on my chair.

"Hell yeah. Plenty of memories from high school.", she said while fiddling with her fingers. I could tell by how her expression changed that something is weighing heavy on her mental.

"You seem so down, what's up?", I asked.

"Nothing. It's nothing.", she lied.

"Nah, it's something. Just tell me.", I replied.

"It's just that this is where I met BJ. You know he isn't in KJ's life and it's hard not having him there. I feel like everyone is trying to blame me for BJ not being in KJ's life. Brandon is in jail. I will not allow my four year old son to go to a damn jail house, and I refuse to take him and then BJ disowns him like he has already done. I don't want King to feel abandoned, so it's best if he just doesn't meet BJ because there is no telling what BJ would do. Besides, when I told him I was pregnant, he disclaimed my child and he stopped calling me every day. It's like he just removed himself from my life."

"BJ being an ain' shit kind of nigga boo. You can't make him man up to his responsibilities if he doesn't want to. Nobody can blame you for this because he made the decision to not be a part of KJ's life. I don't want you blaming yourself for this either because he made his bed, now he must lay in it. I know it is hard sometimes, because I'm pretty sure he asks about his dad. Does he ask about his dad?", I questioned.