thug's daughter » oshea jackson jr

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The three of us stood in front of O'shea's door, hoping to clear this whole mess up.

Moments after knocking, Alexandra opened the door with a disgusted look on her face.

"Baby who at the door?!" Shea yelled from afar.

"You don't wanna know.." She mumbled.

"Please just let us in." I asked, nicely.

"Shut up, hoe." She scoffed.

Calm down, Jada. You ain't gon stoop down to her level.

"I just want to talk to him." I forced a smile on my face.

"Look, I don't think my man wants to-"

"Baby, I asked who was.. Oh." O'shea showed up next to Alexandra.

"Shea, can we please talk? Please?" I begged.

"Wassup Jason," Shea completely ignored me and dapped him up.

"Hey, this will only ta-"

"Wassup Coreeyy!" He cut me off once again.

"Come in, whatchu standin there for?!"

The three of us made our way to the door but once I was about to step inside, Shea stopped me.

"Sorry, no whores allowed." He spat, before slamming the door in my face.

...

I sat in my room, looking at myself in the mirror.

"You're not a whore.. you're a smart, independent, beautiful woman who made one stupid mistake. You the baddest bitch in the game," I laughed at myself before letting a few more tears drop.

I was in between goofy and hysterically sad.

"Why'd you do it, Jada? You're so stupid!" I covered my head in my arms and cried harder.

It was getting so hard for me to breathe. I stood from the chair and tried to ease my breathing pace.

After catching my breath, I shook my head and crawled under my bed sheets, hoping I'd stop being so damn depressed.

He literally just called me a whore, I don't know why it hurt so much. I've been called way worse.

Maybe it's the way he said it?

Sighing, I threw the covers off me and just laid in my bed while I stared at the white ceiling.

"Why'd you leave me, Dad?" I asked.

"You're selfish, you know that? You knew you had a daughter but you went and died anyways! You could've sucked it up and stayed here.. with me." I wiped the ongoing tears from my face.

10:43 am
jada: can i come over?

mama: of course

...

I literally jumped into my mom's arms as soon as the door opened.

"Come on baby," She kept her arm around me as we walked up to her room.

"You can tell me anything, you know that."

I shook my head and started to break down.

"Who did this to you? Was it Corey?"

"Mama.." I started.

I told her everything that's happened in the time period of since I last her til now.

"Don't tell me you cryin over O'shea, baby?" She asked, looking at me as she held my face between her hands, wiping my ongoing tears.

I cried some more and leaned into her as she embraced me and tried shushing me.