21 year old,Jaila Tyson.. Has been through so much shit in her life..
From getting disowned by her own family, getting raped numerous times, and her brothers sudden death from gang violence.. Jaila is so Broken inside and out.. She doesn't know how...
"My mom wants to see you."Chris came from the restroom.
"Oh. Okay I wanna see her too."I sat up in his bed stretching.
"Get dressed so we can go to the mall."Chris picked up Royalty.
"What are you doing?"I asked since he just took her off the bed while she was sleeping.
"Ima drop her off at August house."He said in a duh tone.
"No, why?"
"Because Amara wants to have a play date with her.."He answered.
"Oh. Okay"I nodded standing up.
"Okay. Be ready when I get back, and there is breakfast downstairs."Chris got ready to walk out the door, but I called him back.
"You didn't give me a kiss. Duh."I shook my head.
"Sorry babe."Chris leaned down and pecked my lips. I kissed Roro on the cheek.
They left out the room and I went into the restroom and ran my shower water. I tested the water to make sure it was hot enough for me. When I thought it was hot enough, I took of my clothes and got in. I made sure to wash my hair.
After I was done showering I grabbed all of my make up and sat in a chair in the bathroom and began doing my make up. I have been thinking about telling Chris about my kid, that I had before I even knew him. But I feel like he doesn't need to know.
I don't know, I just don't want him to look at me differently.
Once I was done with my make up I put my clothes on. Which was a a jumpsuit.
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"Babe you ready?!"Chris came back yelling.
"Yes! I'm finished."I responded back.
"No. Change."Chris shook his head turning me towards the closet.
"Chris no. I like what I have on."I moved.
"We ain't going nowhere then."Chris shrugged plopping on the bed.
"Bye nigga. I'm going home."I mumbled grabbing my car keys. I was almost out the door when I heard his heavy ass feet behind me. He pulled me back inside and closed the door.
"Stop Chris. I'm going home."I tried to get out of his grip.
"No your not. We're going to the mall."Chris made me face him.
"Not with you acting like a brat, trying to make me change my outfit."I frowned.
"Keep it on, but if I get in a fight today its your fault."Chris said making me shake my head.
"Let them look. You and I know that I'm all yours baby."I said wrapping my arms around his neck.
"But niggas is disrespectful as hell. Probably even try to flirt with me right there."He stated.
