Chapter 2

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Deja

My mom has been in rehab ever since she divorced my dad. She was just so depressed after she caught my dad cheating on her with some thot from the club. She started smoking marijuana and sniffing cocaine. It hurt me so much to see her struggling like that. But she wasn't alone. I was upset about the divorce too,but Richard got what he deserved. I feel nothing in my heart for him but hate after what he made mom go through.

I cried myself to sleep. I cant believe Janelle would do that. I trust Jay with everything but I couldn't bring myself to tell her about my mom. I just couldn't. I was way too embarrassed. She just had to go snooping around in my business. Now she knows.

I woke up that morning and went to the bathroom. When i looked in the mirror I noticed it was so obvious I have been crying last night. My eyes were red and puffy. I took care of my hygiene and got out the bathroom so I could make my self something to eat. I just wanted to be by myself right now, even though I have school tomorrow with Jay. I just wanted a "Me Day."

I made my usual breakfast which was french toast, eggs, bacon, and my homemade orange juice. After I was done eating I decided to go to the mall for last minute shopping, before school. I ran upstairs and got dressed. I wore my gray American Eagle crop top, my favorite skinny jeans, and my matching Jordan Bred 11's. When I was finished getting dressed, I grabbed my purse and my phone. I went down the stairs and out the front door to head to the mall.

Janelle

1:30 pm. Still no word from Dee. This is bad. We've never went this long without making up. I was getting worried. I decided to give her a call.

"Hi this Is Dee, sorry I couldn't pick up the phone now, please leave a message and I will get right back to ya!"

Her phone went straight to voicemail. It was obvious that she knew I was going to call.

Tyler works at the Footlocker, in the mall. Maybe if I go talk to him we can decide on something that might cheer Dee up. I know anything that involved Tyler would for sure get the job done.

I decided to wear sweat pants and a t-shirt because I didn't want to give Tyler the wrong impression.

I had to drive my moms car because my baby has been in the shop since last years accident. When I got to the mall it was hella crowded. I saw a lot of people from school. None of which I cared to talk to. I tried to avoid conversation as much as possible. I was here on a mission. And one mission only. To get my best friend back.

Just as I was crossing the food court I heard someone call my name.

"Janelle! Janelle! Hey wait up girl! Where you running to?!"

Ahhh hell nah. I knew that voice anywhere. Rashad Bennett. The biggest flirt I know. He cute and all, but I wasn't in the mood for his thot process.I decided to act like I didn't hear him. Maybe he would get the hint.

"Janelle! Damn girl slow down! C'mon babygirl! I know you hear me!"

He clearly wasnt going to give up easily.

He ran to catch up to me while I was trying to speed walk to get to the foot locker, but Rashad caught my arm. I stopped walking and glared at him. He had that stupid smirk on his face as I yanked my arm free from his grip.

"What do you want?!" I shouted.

"I just wanted to see how my babygirl summer was. Why you ain't hit me up yet, ma?"

I hate when guys overdo shit with all the pet names like for real. It's stupid and annoying.

"Boy if you don't keep yo hands off of me, I'm going to kick you in the balls and yell rape!"

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 16, 2014 ⏰

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