Mr. Wunclers POV~"I can assure you that the house is in good shape and is very stable with the utmost security program. This is a safe neighborhood and you'll love the environment." I explain, showing a family of four around the Freeman's house.
I didn't wanna be the one to kick the Freeman's out of their home but another family was offering to buy it and with the Freeman's terrible image and behavior in the neighbor, people already voted them out anyways.
I may not have such rapist living and eating in a house that is paid for under my bank, anyways.
"And, you're positive that the people who currently own this home now is okay with us checking it out with all of their stuff still in here?" The mother of the four unsurly asks. I nod my head, smiling. They need to just fucking buy the house already.
I'm tired and I'm ready to go gamble. I watch as they look around, smiles on their faces. "Okay, we'll take it. When can we move in?" The father of the four asks, holding his wife around her waist.
I look at them, smirk upon my wrinkle free face and smile. "That all depends on you." I say to them.
Jazmine's POV~
It was silent for five minutes. I just realized I'm in a hospital. The doctor and the old man that was in here had left, leaving me alone with this man and this woman.
The woman shook her head then looked up at me. "Honey, you don't remember me?" She calmly asks as if she's about to explode within seconds. I shake my head no, looking her up and down.
"Well...you gotta remember me, right sweetheart?" The man walked over here saying. None of these people look familiar except the old guy. "I don't know any of you." I tell them, a little scared.
Who are these people? The same doctor and old man comes back in here. "Miss. Rodriguez, why doesn't she remember me? This can't be happening." The woman walks in circles. "Sarah, baby jus—
"Tom, Don't tell me to fucking calm down!" The woman named Sarah yells. I guess her name is Sarah, and the mans name is Tom.
"Miss, I'm gonna need you to calm down. This is normal for people to forget things and people but just give it a few minutes, hours, days or weeks and she'll be calling you mom again in no time." The doctor calmly says, putting her hand on Sarah's shoulder. That woman is my mom? I don't believe it.
Sarah's face is red and she looks really upset.
"What do you mean a few fucking weeks?! They said that Last time when she woke up from a coma, and she didn't remember who her best-friend was and she still doesn't. She doesn't even remember what happened that day. Hell, none of them do!" She hollered, crying. "She better remember me. Jazmine, please remember your mother." She cries, running over here.
I start lightly crying. I don't know what's going on. The doctor, the old man, and Tom pulls her off of me and Tom takes her out of the room.
I wipe my tears away as the old man comes over here. "Do you remember me?" He slowly asks. "I don't.. know...I..think so.." I stutter, sobbing. He sits on the edge of my bed, looking me in my eyes.
"My grandson is behind bars because of something that didn't actually happen, and we need you to tell the truth on what really happened so he can come home to me." He explains, sadness sprinkled on his face.
I sigh, looking down as unfamiliar guilt pricks at my skin. I wish I could help. "I'm sorry, mister..I don't remember anything." I sadly tell him. My mind is blank with an uncomfortable emptiness floating around. He sighs then stands up.
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Boondocks: The Hood Edition
FanfictionHow will things play out for the Freeman's after being kicked/forced out of woodcrest and into the ghetto, struggling to survive in poverty. Writing this put me on an emotional rollercoaster that doesn't slow down for anyone. This book tests all of...