𝘯𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘢 | 𝙹𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝙹𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎

6

Jahaan

I was nervous about this whole thing.
But I wanted her in my arms again so bad.
As days went by, I learned more stuff about the prison from davon and Hendrix and them niggas knew a lot. More than I expected them to know actually.

I was in my cell thinking about my girl and my future if this shit actually worked which I was praying it did. I been having my doubts recently but I'm tryna keep faith in this shit. I sighed and leaned my back against the wall, closing my eyes.

It was like I couldn't get any peace around this bitch because as soon as I closed my eyes here came that dumb ass guard. He unlocked my cell walked in and locked it back.

The fuck?

"I'm sleepy, whatever bullshit you wanna say do it later" I shooed him away. "Who was that girl you were talking to?" he walked closer and stood directly in front of me leaning against the wall. "That ain't ya damn business" I gave him a cold stare and looked away. " really?" He smirked. "She had a nice ass, pretty face..." He stared at me with a grin.

"Watch your fucking mouth." I looked him up and down. "Like I said don't worry about who she is, she ain't here to see you so it don't matter bitch. What do you want?" I raised my voice. He charged at me grabbing me by my throat slamming me against the wall above my bed. "I'm watching you motherfucker" his grip tightened making me gasp for air. He stared at me longer before dropping me.

I grabbed my neck gasping for air. "What the fuck is your problem man!" I looked up at him regaining my balance. He walked out of cell, locking it and turning to look at me a last time. "I'm watching you. Don't try any funny shit." and with that he walked off.

Jaylah

Me and Bri were in the car, she was driving because I sure in the hell couldn't.

"You're gonna be so happy to see them" she grabbed my hand squeezing it.

Ima be happy when my man is out.

"Mhm" I looked out the window and saw we were passing a diner. It was the diner I met Jahaan.  The thought of it made me smile

I was sitting in the booth eating a piece of cheesecake, scrolling through my phone to avoid eye contact with the boy across the room. He had been staring at me since he came in and it was making me uncomfortable. I looked down to see I was done with my desert, but I was still hungry. I got up and walked toward the counter to order more food. I felt a presence next to me.

"You should try the bacon burger, it's really good"

I looked up and it was him. He was smiling at me, he had a really pretty smile, a beard and curly short hair.

"Really?" I went and sat by him. "Yeah ma, you gon like it" he stood closer.

"I'm Jahaan" he smiled again.

"Jaylah" I smiled back

I felt hot tears stream down my cheeks. Why is this shit so complicated? I just want him in my arms again.  I shifted in my seat and laid my head against the window and closed my eyes.

I heard bri sigh and she rubbed my leg. "It's gon be aight.

~later

I opened my eyes to see we were still in the car. "Damn girl we meeting niggas in another state?" I sat up adjusting my eyes to the darkness. "No hoe" she laughed at me. "They jus live a lil minute away" she reached for the radio and turned up the volume.

Honestly..
Honestly, I'm tryna stay focused
You must think I've  got to be joking

"when i say" bri sang

"Ion think i can wait, I jus need it noww, better swing my wayyy" I closed my eyes swaying to the rhythm.

"I just need some dickkk, I just need some lovee, tired of fucking with these lame niggas, baby I jus need a thuggg" we sang together and the rest of the song at the top of our lungs.

"Girl we should go on American Idol" she smiled at me making me suck my teeth. "Whatever fool, who we going to see?" I looked at her.

"Oh my lord you're so impatient I was tryna keep it as a surprise. We going to see deja and kel" she slowly grinned.

"WHAT" I was shocked, I hadn't seen deja and kel since high school. They were the only people I talked to beside bri.

"How the hell they gonna help" I questioned.

"Don't worry. They got connects on the inside with the guards and even inmates. Like I said, You gon get yo boy back. That's a promise" she grabbed my hand and squeezed it.