Concrete Roses (Dave East Story)

Chapter 02.

After Jayla left her house...

"Where is that girl Marcus" jayla mom said to her stepdad

"I don't know, last i saw of her , she was in the bathroom" he said rubbing the back of his head.

"You better find her" she said to him stepping close to him

"Um I ain't finding shit, thats not my child to be worrying about" he said pushing passed her

She grabbed his arm but he yanked it back , walking away from her and she followed.

"Why can't you act like you care for once" she said to him tearing up

"When did you started to care for her?" He asked turning back to her

"Thats my child, i should always care" she said

"Since you care so much about her, you find her yourself" he said as he walked out the front door leaving her crying.

~ Jayla POV

The next day i woke up extremely early and just sat in bed thinking. I actually didn't have nothing else to do but watch TV. I left the phone that my mom brought me at her house so that she can't track me.

I got up from the bed and walked out the room. I went to David's room and knocked on the door a couple times then he opened it, stretching and yawning.

"Whats up, do you not know how early it is" he asked looking down at me

"To be honest, I don't " i said

"Well, you need something" he asked

"Not really.. i can wait until you fully up" i said

"I am fully woke, i was just laying in bed" he said

I stopped and gave him a straight face and he started laughing then here it come with the licking of the lips.

"I umm have some questions for you" i said staring at his lips then looks into his eyes

"Alright, we can go into the living room" he said as he came out his room and we both headed to the living room

I sat on one side of the couch while he sat on the other side. He starting rolling up a blunt then looked over at me.

"You mind" he asked

"No I don't" i said as i watched him light it up

"So what you wanted to ask me" he said inhaling the blunt then blows it out.

"Well um.. how come you helped me last night" i asked

"Obviously because its late at night and you outside alone... in the hood" he said as he smoked

"Not like i could've run away in the morning or some shit" i said

"Hell why not?" He asked looking me dead in my eyes

"Because I'm sick of those people" i said

"They can't be that worst" he said

"I been through hell in that place.. i been abused and raped.. so before saying shit like that please know how my experience was in that hell home" i said getting heated with the situation. I noticed i was tapping my feet.

"Damn That's deep, well no worries.. you may not never step foot in the place again" he said putting out his blunt.

"I guess" i said looking down at my fingers, playing with them