Senior Year
"Babe?"
"Hmmm."
"Lila."
"Yeah," I absentmindedly answered again.
"You aren't paying me any attention."
"Yes I am."
"Whatever, have you seen my black socks."
"In the top drawer."
Jamal basically lived at my house since senior year began. My mother hated "shacking up" and said we could do whatever we wanted when we were "living under our own roof."
I should've been scared my mother was Jamaican, and you do not play with Caribbean women and their rules but the reality of the situation was I was almost always alone due to her working constantly so it wasn't as if she could efficiently punish me. After she recognized we were inseparable she just left us alone,
And bought me a box of birth control pills.
"Come on, we need to go before I'm late for my game."
Me and Deidra sat at the front row watching the basketball match. The guys were killing their opponents, Jamal scored as the second quarter buzzer went and he ran over and kissed me.
"That one was for you."
"Aww, y'all so sweet you upset my stomach."
"Stop pretending like you aren't catching feelings for number 32 over there," I said in reference to one of Jamal's teammates and friend.
She blushed and I knew he had my cold hearted best friend in the palm of his hands.
Our conversation continued as they began the 3rd quarter. Minutes in I saw discomfort on Jamal's face but thought nothing of it till he fell on the ground, holding unto his ankle for dear life.
Our lives were changing for the worst and we didn't even know.
"Its broken Mr. Wade. You'll be out for the rest of your season I'm sorry."
He took the news hard but in true Jamal fashion he took it with a smile and healed in record time.
Senior year came, almost flew by and life was great for us singularly but also as a couple. We both got into USC and were going to take the world by storm.
After senior prom he went on for a routine check-up and a couple days later we received the news that numbered our 'forever'.
Jamal was diagnosed with osteosarcoma. Cancer of the bone.
Doctors didn't catch it in time...
Spreading rapidly...
Limited time to live...
Our world came tumbling down. We literally cocooned ourselves in our own little world for weeks, unable to accept that our forever would never come.
Just as quickly as the cancer was found. It took him. Not slowly, but rapidly. Hardly leaving time for grief or long goodbyes. He died the summer before we were to start university. Leaving behind happy memories and a symbol of our love.
"What am I supposed to do?
Hold it all together when I think of you?
When in my heart I'm thinking you were gone too soon
May you rest in peace, yet I can't sleep
It's my point of view
Got me in a state of mind, I'm so confused
Crying raindrops so that I can bloom
So what am I to do?
So I'ma let the song cry
I'ma let my soul cry through these words
I need to try to free my mind
Sometimes I need to cry just to ease my hurt
But when I let the song cry
Hope you don't think I still won't ride for mine
Every rose needs the rain sometimes
But know that you can dry your eyes this time
Let the song cry..."
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A/N Just in case you've been living under a rock & still haven't heard "Song Cry" by August Alsina, song in media section. A couple lines were taken from it there at the end. Amazing song for Lila because she battles with losing someone & seeming weak so yeah.
Jamal- Tip "TI" Harris
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