Amariee.
I woke up in my mama bed. I stretched a little and walked to my old room. I knocked on my old room door waking up Nya then knocked on the guest room. Nobody came out of neither rooms. I burst into my my old room. I seen nobody. All I seen was clothes taken all outta their bags and the bed unmade. Then I did the same to the guest room and got the same result. The first thing that went through my head was Evan had kidnapped my babies.
"Amariee." My mama called from a distance. "The kids went to school. Kingsley said he'll take them to school. They went in my Malibu, so your car- SUV is still here."
"Why didn't nobody tell me." I called out in frustration.
"Sorry." She responded.
I went looking for my mama. She was in the kitchen reading a newspaper. It looked like something you'd only see in a movie. I faked smiled at her. She returned the smile.
"Do you wanna run to the store for me?" She asked.
I looked at her. She was a dark skinned women, majority of her gair was now silver, and her face had bags on bags. I looked at her it was something she was hiding. I nodded and she handed me the list of groceries. I slid it into my pocket then walked to her room and slid on some houseshoes and walked outside. I looked up to see I light skin nigga outside. He smiled at me and walked over here. The closer he got the more familiar his face got. It was Jamison. I looked down. I had on some mid thigh shorts, torn up houseshoes, Cami with one strap barely holding on. To top it off my knees and legs was ashy.
"Fuck." I said under my breathe.
He made it up to me and smiled. He greated me.
"I haven't seen you since Senior Year." He said. "Where yo ass been?"
"I moved back about 10 years ago from Miami. I had to come back near my mom."
"Oh. Good for her."
"I got to go to the store real quick. You still gone be at home when I get back?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow. He nodded and walked back across the street. I hopped in my Tahoe. I closed my car door and instantly started smiling. I started my car and drove to Wal-Mart. I struggled for a couple of minutes to find a parking spot and when I did, I parked and got out. I walked in and grabbed a basket. I made my way to the back towards the milk and grabbed a gallon of milk and some yogart.
Evan
I received a message from Savanna.
Babymama: When are you coming to see your daughter again? She reaaaaally misses you.
That was 6th message from her. I haven't been wanting to talk to her. It's something about her that's making me feel off. I'm starting to think that Kalani isn't mine. The doorbell rang. I picked myself up from off the couch and drug myself to the door. I looked through the peephole to see Guadeloupe, the cleaning lady. I opened the door.
"'Loupe I don't need your services today." I said looking down at her. She was a short fat lady. It looked like she had a couple of chins and her eyes was droopy. She wasn't young at all, honestly she looked around 58.
"Não, não senhor . Estou aqui para limpar. Sua casa é muito sujo, muito sujo. Eu tenho que limpar. Isso parece desagradável, muito desagradável ." She said as she stuck her head in the door and looked around. I raised my eyebrow.
"English, 'Loupe."
"No, no sir. I'm here to clean. Your house is very dirty, very dirty. I have to clean. This looks nasty, very nasty."
