Diaries of a Badass (A Princeton Mindless Behavior Love Story) [FINISHED]

Chapter 9

                                                            Janelle's POV

I was in my room grabbing a whole bunch of bags to put stuff in. God, I was racking my brain to make sure I had everything. So far I had some of my clothes packed, diary, ipod, laptop, Carmel and shoes packed. I unhooked my mother's picture frame, but this time a envelope dropped on the ground.  I picked it ip and opened it. It was a picture of my mother and a letter. I took the letter out and it read:

Dear my beautiful baby girl Janelle,

I know it's been a while since you've seen me. Yes, I know it's difficult 'cuz I've always been there, but the last 4 words will shock you...I am not dead. I left, the reasoning is difficult to tell, that is something we would have to discuss face to face. Hakeem knows about everything. I know you have been selling and we'll talk about that later. But for right now, you have to come and see me as soon as possible. There is a map in this envelope I have sent you,  DO NOT SHOW YOUR STEP DAD ANYTHING! I lpve you and I am so sorry for having us being apart for so long.

Sincerely,

Mom

 I closed the letter with tears in my eyes. For sooo long she had me believe that she was dead, and to find out she's alive is too much, This is too much to take in and I have to find her. I need my mom and I need Jacob. And to find out that Hakeem was in on this and he lied to me telling me he shot my mom is wrong! But I can't get mad because I don't know the whole story. So far it's not looking good.

The clock read 12:30 and everything was ready to go. Princeton texted  me saying he's on his way. I sneaked down the stairs to make sure my step dad was knocked out. The devil was snoring with his beer belly hanging out. I smiles to myself knowing I'm gonna finally be out of this place. Quietly, I went back upstairs and brought all my bags to the window ready to drop it down on the ground so Princeton can catch it. I turned back around, checking my whole room, making sure I didn't leave anything important here. In the process of me searching, I heard something hit against my window. Princeton was here, ready to catch the bags. One by one I dropped the bags, Princeton catching them swiftly. The roll around suitcase would have to come with me as I walked down the stairs. With my lazy arms, I tried my best to carry it down the stairs while being quiet at the same time. This shit is harder than I thought it would be. Finally I made it and opened the door and shut it back quietly. Princeton was right there carrying all the bags that I dropped, ready to walk to his house.

"Jacob, I found a letter from my mom." I told him.

"What did it say?" He asked.

"My mom's alive. And that I have to find her. She left me a map to navigate my way there. But I want you to come with me.

"You know I would come with you even without you asking me. But why did she leave you here with THAT man!?"

"She said that's something we had to talk about face to face. Must be some deep shit if she can't tell me over a letter. But the killer part is that Hakeem is in on this. He lied about shooting my mom!"

"This is getting crazier by the minute."

"I know. I was thinking we can stop by there and ask some questions. It couldn't hurt to just ask about it."

"Well after we drop this stuff off, we can head over there."

Like Princeton promised, we dropped the stuff off and headed over to George street. This time I gave Princeton one of my guns and gave him a little lesson on how to use it. We walked down the street and saw my girl Zoe with her suitcase just standing there. I went over to her.

"Hey Zoe." I greeted.

"Hey girl! What are you doing around here?" Zoe asked.

"Long story short, my mom is not dead and I have to find her. Hakeem is in on it and I want to find out what's up. We're leaving here and hopefully we'll leave tonight or the early morning so my step dad won't find me." I explained.

"Damn girl. I wish I could come with and help you.

"Did you wanna come? It's better than being in the streets like this.

"Well, Yea! Let's go and talk to Hakeem about it."

We walked back with Princeton and continued our way to Hakeem's. All of us were at the entrance way with his guards letting me and Zoe in.

"Guys, he's with me." I told them.

They nodded their heads and let Princeton in. Hakeem was in full view with a big smile on his face.

"Well hello there baby girl! What can I do for you today?" Hakeem asked.

"Why did you tell me about my mother?" I asked.

"I did tell you. She's dead. What more can I say?" He responded.

"Cut the crap, I found a letter from her saying she's alive. She told me you knew about the whole thing.  I told him as I put the letter on his desk.

Hakeem looked up at me with glassy eyes, as if he was going to cry, "It's not my right to tell you what happened. That's what you and your mother would have to talk about. The only thing I can do is provide you money, transportation and protection. I knew this day was coming so I became proactive about it. Since you're my favorite, I'm gonna lend you my private jet, some guards and a car. I know exactly where she is, but getting there is tough. So be careful." Hakeem explained.

"Thanks Hakeem." I gave him a hug.

"Oh by the way mi nina. I'm your REAL father." Hakeem said.

Zpe and Jacob made a big "O" shape with their mouths.

"Y-you're my what?"

"I am your padre! Your mom didn't want me to tell you until you found that letter." My REAL dad said.

That made me wanna hug him and kiss him even more. That's exactly what I did too. He even returned all the hugs and kisses. Now that I look at him more and more, I do look like him. I have his green hazel eyes, grazel was what he would  call them.

"Alright baby girl! You're leaving tonight! We don't want that bastard to find you! Jerry curl over there! Wha'ts your address?" Hakeem asked.

"My name is Jacob but I go by Princeton and it's 1244 Sunny St."

"A car will show up around 2:30 so be ready." Papi explained.

All threes of us said we will.

With all of that negotiation, this most def calls for me to write in my diary when we get back to Princeton's.

Peace and Mindless love! -Jazzii ♥