4 months later
Jahseh
"How's it feel? How's it feel with your broken heart?
Can't reveal, can't reveal all these fucking scars
Hurt me now, kill the pain, this is just the start
Kill me now, numb the pain, I just want it to stop
Run away, run away from my broken heart
Kill me now, numb the pain, this is just the start
Run away, run away from my broken heart
Kill me now, numb the pain, this is just the start
Heart broken, no one can help me
Heart open, with an incision
You broke it, too many faces running
I'm nothing, I'm nothing different." I sang my heart out over the jail to Azariah. I came clean about Geneva last week.
She said we should postpone our relationship until I get out of here, that she knew I was in love with someone else. That's where she was wrong. I'm in love with her, but I still love Geneva. We just need some time.
"I miss you so much," she softly sobbed into the phone.
"I miss you, too. I love you, okay?" I told her through the phone. I could hear her sniffling.
"I love you, too." She said it.
"Baby, post the video you just took of the phone call and upload it on my Instagram. Let Ski know if you need the log in. After that, take the audio to the studio and I'll walk you through everything. If any other management or anybody starts asking you shit, have them talk to Ski and Bruno."
"Yeah, of course." She cleared her throat. "When can I see you?" Her voice wavered.
"Soon, I promise. I just need to figure some shit out. It might end the call in a minute. Tell Ski to take you to my mama house. I'll call you soon," I told her, my heart breaking at the fact that we can't talk longer.
"Okay. I lo-" the phone clicks off, the automated voice ringing in my ears. Fuck.
I hope I get out this shit and fast.
Azariah
"You good, Riah?" Ski sat on the couch next to me. I looked up at him as my tears fell and shook my head.
He opened his arms as an invitation to lay on him. I sat on his lap like I would with Jah and cry into his chest. "I miss him so much." Ski rubbed circles on my back. It's not the same.
"I know. I know. I gotchu, mamas. He comin back soon, I promise." I wrap my arms around him and sit still for a while.
I eventually do what Jah told me with the snippet to his song he sang to me, posting it on his Instagram. "Ski, he told me to ask if you can take me to his mama house."
"Let's go, then," he took his head out of my neck, kissing my cheek. Ski was complicated. It was obvious he had small feelings for me, but it was also obvious he would never ruin his bond with Jahseh by doing anything with me. I don't like him in that way, though. I'm in love with X, even if he's in love with his ex. He'll always have a place in my heart. I can feel it.
Ski and I knock on the door of the small house in Plantation, FL. A tall brown skin man answers the door. "May I help you two?" He asks.
"Can we talk to Cleo? It's about Jahseh," Ski told him. He nodded, disappearing behind the door. Moments later, a woman with dark straight hair, perfect eyebrows and light brown skin comes to the door.
"Aah, boy! Why y'all never came and saw me before!" She scolds Ski, smiling. "This must be Riah? I can't remember your full name, what was it sweetie?" Her Jamaican accent was very faint but noticeable.
