A Beautiful Mess

Five

London

Where the fuck is Zyale? It's been hours! I'm alone dealing with this baby! Are you fucking serious? It has been four hours. I called him, no answer. Actually, it went straight to voicemail... How am I supposed to take care of a new born, get a job, and find someone to watch Jada at that.

I really need Zyale, and he flaking out on me. I heard Jada's cries come echoing down the hall. "I'm coming baby, momma's coming." I cooed getting up. I can't do this alone...

"Alright Jada, shhh." I cradled her in my arms, "Relax baby, shh." She fussed. I smelled her diaper: nope. I fed her and she spat out the bottle: nope. I walked around the house and laid in my room. "Oh Jada, what are we gunna do?" I placed her on my chest.

I dozed off after 30 minutes then the house phone rang. "Hello?" I questioned. "Baby..." The familiar voice rang. "Zyale! Don't baby me, where the fuck are you?" I screamed breaking down, "I-I-I can't do this dammit! Taking care of Jada is hard! H-How am I supposed to get money, get paid? Where the fuck are you!" I continually carried on. "If you would let me speak I would tell your ass where I am." He stated harshly. "Continue then jerk." I spoke, emotions clogging my chest. "I'm in jail, let me finish..." "No! I'm not letting you finish, I'ma talk! So you listen! Where the fuck do I get bail money? Mhm? Where do I get money to support, Jada, myself, and this damn house? You know we are struggling!" I screamed. "Well, I'm going to be in jail for sometime, alright. I don't know what to tell you. I love you and Jada." He said, not a drop of sympathy in his voice.

"No, Zyale, you don't love us as you claimed you did, okay? We are obviously done, okay? Don't call us ever again. Got it?" I said, as calm as possible. "London, just listen man!" He yelled getting aggravated. "Bye Zyale, I'm sorry." I whispered. "London w--" I hung up. Did he just tell me he doesn't know what I should do?

Jada started up again, whining and crying. "Coming baby!" I said trying to sound cheery. I was hurt, pained, I really was. Jada was screaming, I don't know what was wrong with her. Did she just want to cuddle, I don't even know. I picked her up and she stopped. "Jada what's going on? Mhm?" I said. She bounced up and down as I sat in the couch. I called up Macey.

Me- Maaaay!

Macey- Baaaaby! Where my niece at? Why haven't y'all called me? Mhm? Matter fact, I'm coming now.

Me- Alright Alright! And she's here acting up a bit. I guess she just wants to cuddle. Ugh, I have shit to tell you!

Macey- You sound in distress. I'm coming, we could go out for some Starbucks since you proly ain been out in days!

Me- Truuuueee! I need you, and Starbucks.

Macey- *chuckles* I'm coming I'm coming girl, I want my neicey though! Alright!

Me- *laughs* You could have her, alright? Bye girl!

Macey- Bye bye baby!

I hung up, she's an amazing friend. She brightens up my day no matter what. "C'mon babygirl! Auntie Macey is coming!" I picked her up. She giggled, and we got dressed. I threw on some black tights, black slippers, a tank top, and a grey cardigan wrap, I tied my hair up into a ponytail. Before I had Jada, I could have took the time. But, I had her, and I'm happy, so I can't complain.

I grabbed Jada's white long sleeve, colorful leggings, and blue nikes. I tied all her curly hair up into a small bun on her head. "Ready baby!" I tickled her gently. She kicked her chubby legs and smiled, drooling a bit. "Okay." I giggled. I grabbed her carseat and buckled her in. I grabbed my purse, keys, and Jada. I locked our door, then walked down the open corridors leading to outside, I popped the door open, put Jada in, hopped in the front and zoomed down the road. I put on my shades and drove off. What the fuck am I supposed to do about Zyale, I don't got bail money...

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This chapter is dedicated to: @P0werTr1p because she was so into it I had to write more! Lol, thanks for the support love!