Beys POV
Saturday
2 weeks later
12am
I was working over time and tired is not even the word to describe how I'm feeling right now. Once I was done and clocked out I immediately FaceTimed jay. He always told me to call him as soon as I clock out. So that exactly what I did. And if I didn't clock out and call him by 12 he would call me and tell me to go home so I wouldn't over work myself.
Anyways he answered on the second ring and I smiled seeing his face. I missed my man so much.
"Hey babygirl." He said making me smile harder.
"Hey jayjay. I just clocked out. And I'm about to leave now." I said and he nodded and I gathered my things and walked out with him still on the phone.
"BB!" I herd as I was walking outside towards my car. I turned my head in that direction and saw a young boy running towards me. As he got closer I recognized who it was.
"Kyre? Baby What are you doing here this late? Are you okay?" I asked completely ignoring jay's questions as to who he was.
"I-I think I broke my finger." He said showing me his dislocated and crooked looking middle finger. He was out of breath and his clothes looked like he had blood on him but I couldn't really tell because of how dark it was outside.
"Come on." I said taking him back in the hospital and taking him to my office. I made him sit on the couch.
When I got there I really examined him and it looked like he had been in a fight. When I looked at his face I gasped and walked closer to him and ghosted my thumb over his black eye he winced.
"Kyre what happened." I asked softly, he was like my adopted son when he came around.
I've known him since he was 10 and he's now 15. The only reason I do know him is because he'd always get hurt and come to the hospital, he never came with his mom or anybody, just himself. And Kelly told me about him so I met him and found out how much of a funny sweet boy he was. Then he told me his living situation and I paid all of his hospital bills and dropped him off at home myself. When we got there I saw that he lived in the projects, I could tell he was poor. His mother was a good woman but something seemed off about her. She thanked me for paying his bills. I asked her if I could stay in contact with him and she said yes so when ever he called me I'd take him shopping and out to eat and he'd come over my house after complaining about going back home. And he hasn't called me in a couple of months. I don't know why and I'm going to find out today.
"I fought my moms boyfriend, I-I didn't want to but I had no choice." He said tearing up and I rubbed his back. "I-I j-just wanted t-to." He said stuttering starting to really cry. I wrapped my arms around him and he Buried his face in my neck and I felt his hot tears running down it. I rubbed his back and told him it would be okay.
"Hey hey, don't cry baby, I'll get you fixed up then your going to come home with me Okay?" I said whipping his tears and he nodded. "Your going to spend the night and we're going to get everything situated in the morning Alright?" I said and he said okay.
"Okay, I'll be right back. Stay here, you know where the snacks are." I said and he hopped up to go get some.
I walked out of the room then closed the door. Then I went to the storage room to get the things I needed to wrap his finger up and to rub on his sores. I noticed I still had my phone in my hand and jay called my name.
"Yes Jay?" I asked while finding everything
"Who was that and are you okay?" He asked and I found everything then answered him before leaving out of the storage room.
