A Week Later
Wednesday-7:23pm
You ever felt like crawling under a rock and just fading away? Well that's exactly what I was contemplating the day after I returned from my little exotic vacation and learned that Kelly'd had a miscarriage. I know what you're thinking- 'fcuk that b!tch' but my conscience was on edge.
It was around noon when I was in the food court on my lunch break from work with Karyn and ran into Ms. Doris toting RJ around on her hip.
That's when she filled me in on everything. I wasn't even sure if there was a specific cause but some pregnancies just weren't meant to be. I wouldn't be surprised if stress was the reason. I knew getting back with Renzo would have some type of negative effect on her.
The thing that really hit home was when Ms. D said she had tried calling me from Kelly's phone after it had happened. So while I was being stubborn and refusing to answer the phone that time on the beach Kelly was lying up in some hospital bed mourning the loss of the child she'd never be able to get to know.
I know her better than she knows her damn self and I'm absolutely positive that she'd already become attached and this wasn't going to be a breeze for her to just get over.
'She's not talking to anyone, eating, or sleeping. She's barely been able to acknowledge RJ. I'm really worried about her.'
I could still hear her mother's tired voice replaying that comment over and over in my head. I could tell she'd taken up that motherly role over RJ since Kelly clearly hadn't been able to look after him lately. I wasn't even surprised when Ms. D said that she and Lorenzo had gone through yet another falling out and she'd been staying with her ever since.
Before Ms. Doris left, she made me promise to stop by her place and try to talk to Kelly. Despite our recent differences I was willing to put everything aside and do that but I wasn't too sure how accepting Kelly would be about all that. I could only imagine how she was feeling at this point in her life though.
Other than being filled in with that tragic news, I'd had a hectic day at the store indeed and was laying in Jay's bed now cuddled up to a pillow that smelled just like him. His sent alone was enough to calm my nerves.
After sending me a billion text messages throughout the day, he somehow convinced me to come chill at his place after I got off instead of going straight home. Honestly, I had no complaints because wherever the hell I went I was going to find me a bed and take a nap or at least try to.
I'd encountered one too many rude customers today and wanted nothing more than to be back in Cabo again relaxing on the beach or in that cozy Jacuzzi. Unfortunately we all had lives to get back to so staying there for an extra week was out of the question.
I was still contemplating if and when to go visit Kelly to see how she was doing when Jay came in the bedroom putting his shoes on. I stared at him blankly while I lay on my side wondering where the hell he was going.
He sat down on the edge of the bed in front of me and rubbed my side. "You aight?"
I frowned and nodded unaware of the fact that me having something on my mind was that obvious.
"You haven't said more than 2 words since I picked you up. You sure?"
"I'm fine Jay just tired." I gave him a half smile to reassure him. "Where you goin?"
"I'm bout to go pick up some stuff from the store, you hungry?"
"A little."
He leaned over rubbing my back and lowering his voice a little. "I'll let you get your rest then and when I come back Imma f.ix you something to eat. How dat sound?"
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