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The sound of Peter Griffin obnoxiously laughing woke me up out of my sleep. I looked down at my lap, seeing Jada's toes all curled up. I glanced over to my left and saw her face turned to the side. She was sound asleep. I checked my phone to see that it was 10 AM. Damn, what time did we go to bed?
"Jada, wake up." I shook her body.
"Man fuck, Day. It's too early." she groaned.
"Girl if you don't get yo ass up! We bouta find you a way to Cleveland."
She groggily sat up, cutting her eyes at me. "I'm not going."
"You gotta go Jay. This your momma."
"I don't care if it was Trey Songz. I'm not going." Damn, not even Trey Songz? She loves that man.
"Yes you are, and I don't care what I gotta do to get you to go, but you're goin'." I demanded. I wasn't about to play with her. You only get one momma in a lifetime.
"Whatever, Daystar. I would get dressed for work but your momma sent me home." she rolled her eyes.
"Cause yo boof head ass wanna act like you Superwoman or some shit. Everybody needs a break sometimes, Jay." She stared at me for a moment, I knew that she hated when I was right.
"Go home. Call your girl. Just leave me alone." she groaned.
"No, hell no, and no." I smiled.
"You're so annoying!" she yelled, at the top of her lungs. She needs to let them frustrations out. She sat up and powered her phone back on. The she went to the bathroom. Her cracked up ass phone vibrated as soon as she closed the door. I'm not a nosy nigga, but why not see who it is? I picked up the phone and of course. It was that Keith motherfucker.
Keith 😚👽 Hey gorgeous, sorry about last night. I want to make it up to you. First date tonight?
There's a lotta things that I could do right now. Block him, for starters. I lowkey wanna figure out what he did to my best friend. I'm gonna fall back for now though. I placed her phone back on the table as it was. Glancing around, I saw the folded up letter that Jay's mom wrote her. I gotta know man, I do. I picked up the white piece of notebook paper and began reading.
Dear My Jada,
Hello my darling, how are you? I wish that I could write this without shedding a tear, but I cannot. I've been missing you and my heart is broken. I know that I cannot change the past and I wish that I could. But three years have gone by, and you and I haven't spoken. I just wanted to let you know, that I have stage four lung cancer. The doctor's don't even believe I can hold on until next year. I know you're probably angry, hurt, sad, disappointed, upset, or any other adjective that's describing your pain right now. I will give you more details if you would please fulfill my wish. My last wish is that you can come see me. You're my only child and I just want us to be together one last time. You're my everything, Jada Marie. I love you.
