Chapter 2

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The first Week of school felt like a year but it was finally Friday evening. I just pulled into my sister's apartment complex where I'd been living for about 5 months now since we lost our house. My mom lives in Orlando with my Aunt and my middle sister Lashay lives with my Uncle, about an hour away from me here in Leesburg. My phone was ringing and from the ringtone I knew it was my Godmother.

"Yes ma'am?" I answered the phone knowing she was going to fuss because I've been avoiding her.

"She lives." Michelle chuckled. "I have been calling & texting you Jazz. What's going on? Everything okay? Do I need to come over there?"

I sighed. I know I have to tell her about the baby. She was my mother, my real best friend, my joy, my shoulder to cry on. What ever I needed she was there. I know she's going to be upset but she has to get over it. "Can we meet for dinner?"

"You just want to come over, I'll make your favorite; pot roast, rice, corn bread, & spinach. And I'll make you some lemonade."

"As good as that sounds Ma, I really would like for you and dad to meet me at Ken's for dinner. I got the bill."

"Okay Princess. You sure everything is okay?"

"Well talk about everything at dinner. Meet me a six."

"Okay Princess, well be there."

It was 4:30. I went inside and went upstairs and picked out my clothes for dinner. I started my shower water and pulled my hair into a high, neat bun. I gelled my edges and tied my hair down for my shower. I rushed to be ready. I wanted to get there before my God Parents. I finished and it was 5:30. I made it to Ken's 20 minutes later. I hurried inside to get a good table. I waited for them to arrive and I adjusted my clothes. I was wearing a form fitting deep red dress and cheetah print wedges gold earrings and bracelets and a gold pearl necklace. They arrived 5 minutes later

"Hey Princess." Michelle kissed my cheek and sat down across from me next to Eric, her husband.

"Hey Jazz, haven't heard from you in long time." Eric frowned.

"Sorry daddy. That's why I brought you here tonight. So we can talk about everything. But first if you'll excuse me I need to use the restroom. If the waitress comes please order me a lemonade." I stood up to walk away but once I stood I realized I hadn't told them I was pregnant yet and I felt them looking at my stomach. My eyes meet Michelle's and they were teary. I looked away and hurried to the restroom. I heard her follow behind me. When the door closed I turned around and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, I let you down. I know you taught me better. I take full responsibility for my actions. There are no excuses."

"Why were you hiding this from us Jazz?"

"I was embarrassed." Michelle took my stomach into both of her hands.

"This baby is going to be a blessing"

We got ourselves together and made our way back to the table we ordered our food and I told them everything.

"Hello! Jason!" Eric spoke into his phone with a stern but low voice. "So it was Jazz you were talking about?" Eric's eyes met mine before he excused himself to go outside & finish his conversation.

" Who is in the phone with talking about me?"

"Oh. My. Gosh!" Michelle's eyes got wide. She looked at me and froze.

"What's wrong?! What is it?"

"Eric was telling me about his friend. He cheated on his wife with a younger girl. He didn't say a teenager, but he said that she had gotten pregnant." Michelle looked furious. "Jason is Eric's best friend." I looked stood and ran to the bathroom. I kneeled over the toilet and poured out what seemed to be all of my insides. I started crying, then sobbing!

"Are you okay in there?" I heard a lady's voice it was familiar but I couldn't exactly grasp it. "Jazz pie?" I knew then it was Mrs.Felson. My pastor's wife. This night couldn't get any worse. I flushed the toilet & closed the top down. I sat on the top and opened the stall.

"Hi" I said. I didn't mean for it to come out like that but it was dry and dead. I was overwhelmed.

"Baby, what's going on?"

"Please don't tell Pastor. I want to tell him myself. I'm 3 months pregnant. I have been avoiding everyone. I am to embarrassed on how this happened it's a huge mess." I put my head back so the tears wouldn't fall. "I'm overwhelmed. I can't deal with this. I just found out my baby's father is married, has two daughters, & he's my God father's best friend. Mrs.Tonya I just want this to be a dream!"

"Oh Jazz Pie. You can't keep beating yourself up. You know what you did was wrong pray about it and move on. Pastor is out of town until Sunday. Facebook him & let him know you need to speak with him. I'm praying with you." She put her hands on my stomach and said a quick prayer then she left. I gathered myself and went back to the table.

" Da, please don't do anything crazy. We need you. My baby needs you." I said my good byes and headed to my car. When I got to my car my tires were slashed and my windows were busted out. There was a note in the dashboard

I got you hoe. Stay away from my husband. He don't want your young ass. That's why he's with me! Let me catch you even talking to him again and you'll be sorry.

Love, we old enough to be your parents bitch!! 😙❤

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