Rescue Me

Chapter 24. (Finale)

Bahja

For so long, i've experienced that sheepish feeling. I was never good enough for anyone or anything. I've always had the slight feeling that Kaleb didn't love me, I just avoided it. Because he was the closest thing I had to a relationship. . . aparently I wasn't good enough for Chresanto either.

I guess all things can't go the way you want, right?

But the ways i've been treated, is just low down. I didn't know people thought of me that way. Disposable. It's always phased me, i've just never shown my feelings to anyone. And I don't plan to.

"Bahja! I'm leaving now!" A familiar voice shouted up the stairs, grabbing my attention. I peered my eyes over to the door, sitting up and ambling down the long set of stairs. 

There stood Zonnique beside the front door with a bunch of suitcases and bags, her hand perching the door. 

"Where ya headed?" I quired, sauntering down the rest of the stairs. She sighed and placed her bags down. "I thought we already had this discussion..?" She raised her eyebrows. "I have to go back to New York. Elijah isn't comfortable here." 

I furrowed my eyebrows. "How can you tell what a month year old child is thinking?" I perked up my lips,  questionably lifting my head a little. 

"I don't have time for the millions of questions, Bahj. I really have to go, my flight leaves at four." She stated, glancing at her rolex wrapped around her left wrist. 

I sigh and arise, sashaying over to where she was standing. I placed a friendly kiss on her cheek, and smiled. "When's the next time you're visiting?" 

"You'll see me next month. I promise." She dipped her head with a smile. She gathered up her bags and suitcases, and re-placed her hand on the door. I glanced down at her wrist which was looking upward the way she twisted the knob. There was a tattoo imprinted across her wrist, which read; Brendon. 

At that point, there was so many questions swabbing my mind and I wanted to ask her them right then and there. But it was loo late. . .with a twist of the doorknob, she was gone. 

I quickly scurried over to my one-seated couch and snatched up my gold iPhone5s. I went straight to my contacts and scrolled down to Zonnique's name with my thumb. I clicked on it and pressed the phone to my ear. 

Disappointed that she didn't answer, I let out an aggravated sigh. But Zonnique had so many different connection branches. . I could call anybody and get Zonnique to pick up her phone. But just as I was about to, there was an ear-piercing knock at the front door. 

I tossed my phone back onto the couch and ambled to the front door to see who was knocking like they couldn't wait to tell me something.  I opened the door, revealing a cheesy Tameka and Shamara. 

I was more than shocked. Why in the world would someone show up at your front door after not contacting you for 3-4 weeks. There was so many rude things I wanted to get out of my system to say to them. Especially Tameka.

She was the one who prevented Zonnique from keeping in contact with everyone. She has no right to be here. 

Instead of saying anything rude and disrespectful, I scooted aside and let them inside the house "Come on in." I smiled, explaining my actions. . As they stepped in, I let out a discreet sigh, and closed the door behind them. 

They seated themselves on the couch and I remained standing. "So, what brings you here?" I asked the both of them. My question was specifically for Tameka, but I didn't want to seem rude so I directed it to both of them.