Jacquees pov: where I went was far away from everything, I went to clear my mind. I really ain't know where the hell I was at to be honest but it was away from all the bullshit. I turned my phone off completely and just sat at this picnic table and just wrote lyrics for my next few songs. I was here all night and got a lot done, I didn't get back home until 3am and slept until 2pm the next afternoon. When I woke up I had plenty text and calls from, Stacey, Dej, Naomi, Chris, my moms, my pops and miracle. I decided to call pops first....
Convo:
Rod- hello?
Que- pop, what you was callin for??
Rod- man, what the hell you do man? Why you wreck yo momma house like that for?
Que- man pop it's a long story
Rod- I got time, gon'head and explain
I explained the whole situation to him
Rod- what the fuck que? That still don't explain why you had to wreck her crib. Imma need you to go over there and clean up what you wrecked
Que- naw pop, she gotta whole mans for that
Rod- he ain't do it tho. Don't be disrespectful, we ain't raise you to be like that
Que- pop you barely raised me at all, I know you had us on weekends growin up. But you barley cared for us
Rod- man, I gave ya food and clothes and a roof over ya heads that's all ya needed. Your welcome
Que- here you go with the adverse black parent speech 🙄
Rod- it's true
Que- yeah but, what about all the school plays I was in in elementary school. Or my basketball games or even my fuckin graduation. That's the shit I wanted you to see me do.
Rod- man you know I wish I could've made your Graduation, you know that. I was locked up tho Que how was I posed to get out??
Que- can't they let you go for special occasions??
Rod- naw man, maybe funerals. But they not gone let us go to have fun. I'm in fuckin jail. They don't care about us havin fun, we on punishment.
Que- just promise me you'd make it to Miracle graduation when she graduates in the future. If she don't see you, she'd cry. She's sensitive
Rod- I promise, but promise me you'd go be a man and apologize to your moms
Que- fine
Rod- iight, I gotta go. I love you!
Que- love you too pop
I hung up and showered and just put on some grey polo joggers and the jacket to match and a beater underneath. I laced up my red Jordan 5's and but my dreads in a messy bun and headed to her crib.....
When I made it, the shit I threw out the window was still there. I walked inside and he lights were all out. I called her and miracles names like 6 times. I walked to Miracle room and she wasn't there, I walked to moms room and she wasn't there. I walked to my room to see if the shit was still a mess and better yet it was, along with mom on my bed with her pants down crying. I didn't know wether to cringe or help her. So I took and L and pulled her pants up and helped her up.
Que- ma what's wrong? Is this because of me?? I'm sorry momma I love you.
She was not talkin at all, I just prayed that she'd forgive me. I ain't think I hurt her this much.
Que- momma please talk to me, where's Miracle??
Rosie- Just leave me alone....
She said that with a real soft voice
