Break Your Heart, Mend Mine

6

~Trey.. minus the tatoos😜~

After the most draining mental debate, I finally dial the dreaded number. First ring, second ring...now I'm thinking of Cardi B's ring. I mentally sing the song. Why is he not picking the fuc... He answered.

"Hello",

"Uum, hi... Clark!", something tells me I'll regret this. But a friend's gotta do what a friend's gotta do.

"Hi. Who is this?!", 

"It's Laye, Steph...",

"It's okay Laye. There's only one of you that I know", his tone changed.

"O..okay. well, I was wondering if we could talk?!",

"About Steph and her flings?!", okay, so he's irritated.

"Please?",

There was silence, I can imagine he's thinking deep about this. He finally agreed to meet up at a café near the orphanage.

I opened my tiny closet. Picked some faded jeans, a plain white shirt and a pair of flat leather boots that go up to half my legs. My usual "make up" if you wanna call it that and my usual ponytail to complete the look.

I let out a soft sigh, being satisfied with my appearance and grab my stuff and go out.

"Ayee... ayeee... ayeee...", the little darling runs to me as fast as his tiny feet can carry him. He reaches me and as usual wraps his tiny little hands around my legs.

"Me miss aayyyeeee", he looks up at me, this kid knows his way to my heart. And he always gets there with so much warmth.

"Me miss Jay moree!", I scoop him up and put him on my hip. I walk to my office and place him on his favourite spot while I tend to my work.

I haven't been speaking much to Steph these past few days. Clark is still ignoring her. So she's cooped up inside her aunt's place all the time, either crying or texting and calling Clark who continues to ignore her.

So being the goody-two shoes I am. I agreed after Steph practically begged me to speak to Clark for her. I have no idea what about! But I already called him, we have an appointment... speaking of appointments..

''Oh nooo! It's thirty minutes past our agreed time!!!", Jay looks at me like I'm the weirdest being on earth.

"I know Jay, you don't have to look at me like that!", I roll my eyes and he laughs. He's laughing at me! What a little brat! Why am I still sitted here?

I get up carrying a hysterically laughing Jay in my arms. I have to take him to the playroom before I leave,and make it seem like I am not leaving.

I freeze in my spot when I reach the playroom. A tall guy with this broad shoulders, perfect height is talking to Terry. He has his back facing me, and for that I am glad. I stand there still holding Jay but he seems so weightless.

"Ayeee why we frozen..?! ", he speaks, shouts actually. Blow my cover,why don't you.

We've earned the tall guy's attention. Along with the whole playroom at that. Way to go Jayson.

"There she is!! ", Terry squeaks while pointing at me.

The tall guy chuckles, "I think I've seen her Terry, thanks!", he ruffles her hair. And then walks up to me.

"Hi!", he smiles, his teeth though. Ugh, focus,you dimwit!

"Uh...hi?", I think it came out as a question. I place Jay down but the little muchkin just stands there. ''Why are you here?!",