Redemption

chapter 4

(above picture is Jerry aka Jerred)

J O R D Y N

After I dropped off Teddy, I headed home. It was around 7 at night and I had time to spare
before curfew, but I just decided to go home. On the way there, I sworn I saw Jerry walking on the side of the sidewalk smoking a blunt. I slowed down a bit and he looked back peeking into the car. I rolled down the window and he soon took notice it was me.

"Oh whatsup Jay, my fault I thought you was tryna shoot a nigga up"

I covered my mouth and chuckled. "Naw, but do you need a ride somewhere?"

"You know what", he said flicking his ashes out onto the street, "I wouldn't mind". He hopped in the car and the fresh smell of weed filled my nostrils. I coughed at the sudden smell.

"You ight ma?"

"Yeah i'm good, it's just the smoke. So where you heading?"

"Take me to 75th and Willard Avenue. You know where I be at ma"

I sent him a slight ok and the rest of the ride was silent. Me and Jerred never much conversated but whenever I would come to Teddy's he was always there. We exchanged a lot of small talk but nothing more than that. He's more like a cool, laid back private person, and that's something I value. I wouldn't want people to be in my business either, even if the situation wasn't ideal.

J E R R E D

I lowkey thought Jordyn was one of the feds riding up on me like that, she know better than to pull some shit like that. Anyway, I'm just glad she helped a brother out, sometimes in these streets you ain't got nobody but yourself and only yourself. I was coming from my Og house and we was arguing about something, since I'm high I nearly forgot. Next think you know I ended up on the streets of Detroit and here comes Jordyn to my rescue.

"So what had you walking so late out?", Jordyn said looking over to me interrupted my thoughts.

"I got mama issues", she started chuckling but when she looked over at me I held a straight face. Soon enough, everything fell silent again.

"My fault Jerred, I ain't mean to la-"

"It's okay ma"

After five minutes, I finally arrived at home. I thanked Jordyn and hopped out the car. I feel like Jordyn shouldn't be exposed to people like us, she so different and we so... hood. We have two different lifestyles and were made to be enemies, but here we are, as friends. She doesn't fully understand what we go through and everything is like a joke to her, that's why I keep things to myself. I know she means all good but sometimes I wonder why Michael hangs out with such a girl like her. I guess it's something about her but to me I don't see much of it. Looking back, I see Jordyn drive off while giving a short wave. I shook my head and took my keys out my pocket unlocking my door.

I lived by myself so everything was silent, I generally just live a lonely life. Only person I got is Michael and sometimes my mom. I didn't need anything else other than weed, money and Michael and my mom. That's all I ever had. I never had a girl before only because I just heard they was trouble. I'm just a fuck and pass type person, I don't catch feelings much. If I ever did, she just be real special. I headed to my room and started undressing, heading into the shower.

J O R D Y N

After I dropped off Jerred, I was finally able to head home. I turned on the radio and Henny in Hand by Tory Lanez came on and I started vibing. I was far from home around twenty minutes, everybody from school mostly lives on the north side but I live on the south side of Detroit. I'm different from everybody else, they call me high class and "rich Jordyn" sometimes that shit gets irritating. I just want to fit in mostly, nothing more nothing less. But when you got money around here you're always seen as the outsider, it's not my fault my parents were successfully and overcame the hood. But I'm not going to sit up here and say it was easy for them cause I know it wasn't. They used to always tell me stories about how they used to struggle and how they overcame the struggle.

To find your way out the streets you gotta want change, and not just for you, but for everybody.