Fresh Wounds

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Josephine (Jo, JoJo) in the media. (:

if you reading this and not commenting yo mama a hoe. basically

🙂...love y'all, enjoy.

Kimberly

Me and Liv went and got our stuff from the house a few hours ago, now we just sitting here watching Jo tryna balance a stack of marshmallows on her forehead. We were competing to see who could stack the most without it falling. "...and 12!" she says, as the tower tips over. I scrunch my nose. "We should've known the six-head was gon win. You got an unfair advantage, we can't help our foreheads not so damn big," I say, as Jo and Liv bust out laughing at me. I roll my eyes and walk over to the living room to sit on the couch. I grab the remote and start scrolling through movies and shows on Netflix, rolling my eyes again as they follow me and Jo bounces down next to me. She wraps her arms around me and I struggle to get her off of me. She so damn strong, it's like she a lil nigga sometimes. I finally give in and let her kiss my forehead, "Oh, Kimmie, you've always been such a sore loser, I guess some things never change," She smirks, making Olivia laugh. "Yeah, whatever. What yall wanna watch?" They shrug their shoulders and watch the screen for something they wanna see as I continue to scroll. I pick a thriller, Hush.

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We're right at the part where the woman gets shot with an arrow by the man when my cell phone starts ringing again, for the fifth time tonight. Now, it's vibrating because I keep getting texts. "Ouuuu, Kimmie got the juiiccceeeeee," Jo sings, pointing at my phone. I chuckle then roll my eyes as I look down at my phone screen.  Shit, there's 6 text messages and 5 missed called from my Mother.

Kimmie, are you okay?

Kimberly, baby please answer the phone

Where are you girls???? We have to talk, ASAP

I'm about to call you again

Please, you have nothing to worry about, everythings gonna change, I promise

Just please come back home, I love you both

I blink a couple tears away and tuck my phone back in my lap.

Josephine

Kim's mood changed after she finally checked her phone, but I don't know why. Not yet. I am going to find out though, I have to make sure my sister is straight. I lean forward to make sure Olivia is asleep, then scoot over next to Kim.

"Hey, you okay?" She smiles the fakest smile in life, then looks away from me. I grab her phone and put in her passcode from before she had the Face ID. It opens right up. I can't believe she hasn't changed the passcode from when she got her first IPhone in Middle School. I peep the texts and I'm dumb confused right now. "Mama, why is she texting you talking like that?" She ignores me, watching the tv screen but I can tell she isn't paying it any attention. I look over at Olivia again, just double checking that she really is asleep and exit the movie on netflix. Kim takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. I wrap my arm around her. "Kim, whats going on?"

"She's doing it again, bruh."

"Doing what? Talk to me," I say, still confused on what it is her mom is doing once again. That lady been out her damn wit since her man left and her mama died. She real deal psychotic and shit. She may even be sociopath -or psychopath?- I don't know, whichever one doesn't feel emotion 'cause there's no way in hot hell she love my sisters. Not the way she treats them. Kim takes a deep breath and pulls out her phone in a very frustrated motion. She pulls up the texts and missed calls and holds it where I can see while she scrolls. "At least twice a year or maybe even once every couple months or so, she find out that piece of shit ass husband of hers really ain't worth a damn or good for nothing and cheating on her. She goes on this long cycle of depression and 'I'mma do right by my kids' guilt trip, only to fall right back into James' bullshit in  the end," she says, shaking her head and putting her phone back. This the type of shit I be talking about. The bitch a whole nut out here. I wonder what James' ass has done now. What if that man has multiple families at a time? That would be wild. "Listen Kim, I hate that you going through this emotional rollercoaster with her all the time. I'mma have to put you on game sis," I tell her, rubbing my hands together like Birdman. She looks at me with a confused look on her face and tilts her head to the side. "What are you talking about Jo?" I get up from the couch and go into my room right down the hall. I live with my dad's mom right now and the house isn't that big but it's cozy and it feels like home. My room is pretty big and my nana let me decorate it however I wanted to. It has light blue walls and a light blue and white comforter for my bed with white pillows and silver pillows. All the furniture in my room is white and silver or bedazzled; I even have a big white fur rug in the center of my room. I walk over to where the white and silver chest is at the foot of my bed, then I open it and take out a small black notebook. I come back into the living room to find Kim asleep, her head on the arm of the couch. I place the book in her bag and get a blanket to cover her up with then get comfortable under a blanket on the opposite side of the couch myself. I play Friends , I can not sleep without the tv going, and doze off.