I gave in and followed him. We went over to another bench where we had more privacy, but I could still see Jamir. It took a while, but I wasn't going to talk first...
"I know you still mad at me"He spoke up. Wow, way to jump the gun. "But I ain't like I was, Jail, ain't no place f'me, I ain't goin' back'ere"He continued. I didn't respond, what was I suppose to say? I stayed silent, which evidently annoyed him. "Why you bein' like'is?"He asked, obviously agitated.
"I don't know what you want me t'say YB"I said, avoiding eye contact.
"Ion know, I miss you, somethin'. Make me feel like I ain't shit to you, We do got a baby t'gether"-
"Yes, a baby YOU gave me, and left me with. I was all alone. ALL BY MYSELF Kentrell! Do you know what that feels like? Yeah I missed you, like hell. Everytime I looked at my stomach, every time I puked, every time I felt our son move, I missed you. You thought it was lonely in jail imagine going to doctor appointments, picking out clothes, thinking of names...Alone. So i'm not making you feel like shit, that's your guilty conscience"- I paused, I couldn't get too emotional, not now, or anytime soon-at least not in front of him. I sighed loudly as I stood up and started walking back to where Jamir, His grandma, aunt and uncle were.
I hadn't yet reached them when YB spoke up from behind me.
"Aye, They gotta go, Jaila's Mama gotta work"He lied. I didn't acknowledge him. I slightly smiled as I took Jamir from Sheronda. I laid him in his carseat, bid them a fairwell and left. I was relieved to see Justin when he came to pick me up.
After buckling Jamir in the back, I got in the passenger seat myself. I sighed heavily. I had no idea this would be this hard...
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Never Broke Again
FanfictionJaila Smith is a normal sixteen year old girl, Sort of. She hasn't exactly had the easiest life, But like everybody, She has a story. And that story is the reason she is the way she is, It's also what brings her to Baton Rouge, Louisiana.
