Greed (Urban)

Chapter Twenty Three

~Fallon~

I was singing my favorite song by Alicia Keys, embarrassingly enough about Jamill, in my bedroom light way in on the verge of tears. Like it killed me slowly inside to see Jamill with a hoe that means nothing to him, and sit there and act like they all in love. Lord rid me of the jealousy.

After beating Jamal's neck in, I drove back to the house in silence. I cut off my phone, turned down the music, and drove as fast as I can. I kinda forgot after all that's been going down, I went to the doctor last week and took a test to see if I could carry anymore children. I was in such a rush to open up my results, that I didn't even close the door, I assumed Dorriene stopped by earlier and got the mail cause it wasnt in the box. I opened the letter that was handwritten from my doctor that said...

No. I couldn't carry children.

It hurt to know that. I called my mom going into my bedroom, all these thoughts were just going into my head. Especially Jamill. I just thought about how my body killed our babies. Me. I killed my babies with my body. I would've loved them all my heart.

"Hello?" my mom answered the phone.

"Hey mom."

"Hey baby girl, what's wrong?" She said sounding worried.

I told her all that happened, from Tonya, to the babies, to Isaiah, to Jamill and his hoes, and Jamal and Alexus situation. I told her it all.

"Oh my God." Is all she could say, I couldn't blame her 19 year old daughter calls her and says "Hey mom I got raped, my so called brother has herpes, I beat his ass, my step mom killed your ex husband and my dad, oh, she shot my ex to, and I lost two babies so far." I would say "Oh my God." also.

"I'm coming over right now."

"No not today mom, I just wanna sleep right now, I've been through a lot tonight."

"Okay baby, not today but definitely tomorrow. I love you baby."

'I love you to baby." I hung up after that.

I walked upstairs into my dads old bedroom, I haven't been in here in a while. I walked to his drawer and grabbed his Ohio state hoodie and pajama pants, O State is the college he went to. I loved wearing these when I was younger but somehow they always ended up back in his drawer. I smelled his detergent on them and just walked into my bedroom and slipped them on. And somehow started looking in my mirror and singing Alicia Keys. It just hurt so much. Just so much. I miss Jamill being with me. I wonder if he misses me. I know he has a date tonight, but does it mean anything?

I just sat there singing.. then I heard a knock on the door. It was Jamill.

When he came in and started just making me laugh.. it killed me I just started busting out crying. I couldn't take it. I had to tell him all. I feel like an emotional wreck right now. But I think imma call Jamill later on, I hate sleeping in this a house alone.

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~Alexus~

I was was so close to punching him in the face when he came up to me. But I need a legitimate reason to beat his ass. Then this nigga gone slap me. I was to blown to even realize what the fuck just happened. Next thing you know I see is Laila Ali coming up outta no where.

I gotta love my sister.

~Jamill~

I didnt even wanna dress up for this bitch. I just put on some Lebron basketball shorts, my old Jordan 14's and an old basketball shirt. I got in the car and drove to the restaurant. I took my time to get there, I mean the bitch can wait. The sad part is.. I really started catching feels for Jewel you know? But it's whatever at the end of the day. I drove up to the restaurant, I parked in the back. I started down the alley to the front, and saw Jewel's car. I about to walk up to the car until I heard two voices arguing. A man and a woman's- Jewel's and Jamal's?