Confessions of XO

Hoped for the Best, Expected the Worst

Walking away from the grave site.. I remember it vividly as if it just happened yesterday.

My phone seemed brighter than ever as her name and picture was there on my screen 2:13am "hello?" "London help me!" "Day what's wrong??" I couldn't make out what she was saying with all the crying, "just stay there I'm on my way!" The 20 minute drive across town never seems so far. When I got there I saw mama rosa laying on the front door step covered in blood. Dayuni called an ambulance but there's no way they'd get here in time.

We got her to the hospital around 2:30am we sat in the waiting room, I talked to Jourdyn on the phone while she and chase drove up here. We were all prayed out tired and restless all at the same time. At 5:16am Doctor Reid came out tell us she had been stabbed multiple times and after hours of surgery there was too much internal bleeding and she died.

It was June 26th and Dayuni had lost her mom.

Holding on to her as she cried on my shoulder soaking my black dress in tears. They lowered Rosa Red Caters' beautiful casket into the ground. We had Bryn one of our battle dancers to sing amazing grace at the service.

Rosa was the same age as my mom and had grew up with her, they were closer than ever Rosa was an LA native and had a loving heart. She had one child and that was Dayuni, she loved her to death and put her first through anything. She was a beautiful soul and sweet as ever. We still don't know who would want to harm her. All she had on her that night was $20 and a bag from her moms house for Dayuni's battle on July 4th nothing worth killing over...yet with my moms power I knew it would only take her a week to find out who did it and give mama Rosa justice.

The entire school, friends and family was there. Another high profile situation. There was cameras and questions and people and questions and drama and questions.

Questions I knew she wasn't ready for and didn't even know how to answer.... Everyone was welcomed to my second home for a backyard dinner service.

Confession 6. We have 2 houses so no one knows were we live and rob, kill, or set us up. But both are mini mansions that are elegant in taste nonetheless. Only logical though.

As everyone was down stairs I lay Dayuni in my lap on the bed and let her cry herself to sleep on me. Her face was swollen from crying all day...

I didn't know what to do and I didn't know how to help, I was being supportive and staying strong but my heart was breaking at the same time..it seemed like everyday I was losing my best friend..I just hoped for the best and expected the worst.