Next Gen

Chapter ·58· Stressed

°Jay in the Media☝📷

(JayJay's POV)😜

"Hey, did you hear about the rumor going around" Manny questioned me over cutting this customer's hair.

"About the lay offs?"

"Yeah yo, I can't lose my job right now. I got bills to pay.."

"I hear you, same for me too. Only difference is I got a one year old, a money hungry girlfriend and child support threatening baby mama" I chuckle.

"Damn. Let's just hope your not on the list" ...it would be a blessing.

>Door opens<🚪💢

"Yo Jay. I need you in my office"

"Sss. Damn homie, hope it's nothing" Manny said.

"...welp. Wish me luck" I sigh and put down my scissors.

I leave the guys to go see what's up with Mike calling me in the back. I closed the door behind me and took a seat at his desk while he stood up in front of me.

"Look man, I'm a just get right to it. I'm a afraid I'm a have to let you go" ...so much for fucking luck😔

"What?! Why?"

"I'm sorry man, but..truth is. I'm in some trouble with the authorities right now and they're taking it out on my company. I can't pay my employees like I used to so it's best if they just leave"

"No man, I can't just leave. You know how hard it is to get a job out there and how hard it was to fucking get this one" I stand up angrily, losing my temper.

"I'm sorry, Jacob. I liked you but I just can't keep up with your pay"

"I gotta daughter yo! And bills to pay"

"Jacob I'm sorry. What more can I do besides let you go? Do you wanna stay and not get paid?"

"Whatever man. Fuck everybody"  I slam my employee ID on the desk.

I storm out of his office angrily and grab my book bag off the locker.

"Yo Jay what happened?"

"I got fired of course! Because once again life is being a bitch to me. I'll see you around"

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Now on my way back home, I'm sitting on the back of the bus, just thinking about my life currently. As you can probably guess by now, everything is just getting a little out of my control. First, my best friend died in a fatal car accident. My mother's doctor isn't letting her out the rehab. My love life is just a mess and has gone to shit. I lost my job now. I'm still broke as a motherfucker and can't seem to keep a decent amount of money flowing in.

My life is just really stressful right about now and it's tearing down by the day.

Pulling the string on the wall to request a stop, I stand up from my seat and walk over to the door. The bus stopped and let me off and from there I began my slow walk home.

Passing a few hoods to get to 'cleaner' side of my neighborhood, I walked past by a guy I know, sitting on the sidewalk. Not bothering to speak, I attempted to pass by.

"Hey. Wassup J-Doggie dog" he stands up, bringing the scent of alcohol and drugs with him.

"Hi.." I speak dully, keeping my head down.

"What's wrong you, man? Life being a b*tch?"

"Yes actually" I confess.

"Man, I keep tryna tell you to get like me. You see I'm happy" he smiles.

"I'm sure you are..."

"You can be this happy too, I got the good shit yo. Not talking bout that lame-ass weed"

"So what are you talking about then?"

"I got them needles bruh, that'll make that ass so happy and feel so good. I would never lie to you, man"

"Heroin? Nah, I don't do that crazy shit" I put up my hand and attempt to walk away.

"Nigga you already do crazy shit by smoking that green occasionally. So who are you trying to fool blood"

"Nah I'm good. I'm not about to shoot some shit in my arm and look like I came back from the dead afterwards"

"Aight, cool. But I don't look like I'm dead right? I'm still handsome and I still get bitches dog. So at least stop being a hypocrite"

"Mhm.." I walk away to continue my journey.

About a few minutes later, I finally come up to my home with Christine and unlock the front door. Coming inside, I smell takeout and of course perfume.

I drop my bag by the door and head straight for the couch to sit down.

"Hey babe" I hear Chris's voice behind me.

"Hi.."

"What's wrong?" I watch her come over and stand in front of me.

"Oh nothing. Just...getting fired will take a toll on you"

"You got fired!?" she folded her arms.

"Laid off rather. They couldn't pay me anymore"

"So what are you going to do now?"

"I don't know Christine. I just got the Fuck home" I cover my face.

"Please don't curse at me. I didn't do anything to you"

"I know but your asking all these... questions"

"What do you expect me to do when my boyfriend gets laid off from his job?"

I sigh and stand up from the couch to go upstairs.

"Right. Just walk away from me when I'm in the middle of talking"

Ignoring her completely, I finish going up the steps and head to my bedroom. I pull off my shirt immediately and kick off my shoes before flopping down right on the bed. My day just really needed to end.

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Hey thanks for reading💕

Q: Who thinks Jay's stess will be the death of him or will he get through it?