Double life

001 Flashback

Jasmine, Jasmine!!
Fuck! I heard my mom call my name she wasn't supposed to be home for another 2 hours. I hurried up and tried to stop the bleeding from my arm before my mom came in. I had to clean up the bloody mess I managed to clean it up and put a long sleeve shirt on.

"Jasmine Ik you heard me call you" my mom said with anger in her voice

" Naw mom I was in the bathroom but wassup you home early"

" Yeah I'm having company is the bathroom clean ??" Before I could even answer my mom rushed in the bathroom. I tried to push pass her before she could see but it was too late.
"Damn" I mumbled under my breath so she won't hear me. I looked and seen one bloody towel laying on the floor. I missed the trash can.

" Jasmine OMG not again" my mom said with tears in her eyes. She grabbed my arm and instantly she bust into tears. She didn't even bother to say a word she just went Into her room. 30 min go by and I hear a knock on the door. My mom yells and says she got it. Then I hear my mom talking to some women I didn't even bother to move out of my spot in the bed to hear the conversation more.

"Jasmine come here" my mom said

I huff and puff all the way out of my bed. I walk downstairs and see a white Women and and two huge men.

"Jasmine how are you? My name is Mrs.Jones. I have talked to your mother and we have decided to amid you in to this fabulous program in New York for your depression. Your mom doesn't want you to harm yourself anymore. Your mother is very concerned. We are here to get you some help." The white women said with a huge smile on her face.

"Mom NOOOO!!! I promise that I won't do it anymore. I promise I'm fine. Don't let them take me pleaseeee" I cried.

"Honey I can't do anything. They have to take you, everything will be okay. This is for your own good anyway. You will get help I'll see you real soon. Just focus on getting better"My mom said with concern written all over her face.

Tears streamed down my face as I look at my mom for the last time for awhile. Thinking to myself God why u just couldn't let me go, why bad stuff always happened to me. After my dad died I really went down hill. I just didn't care anymore he was my hero, best friend and I lost all of that. I had been cutting my self, popping pills  anything I can do to feel numb make the pain go away. One time I took so many pills I could've swear that I was dead but I woke in an hospital bed. I been to counseling nothing works none of this shit brings my dad back. I rode  looking out of the window thinking New York. I have never left Philadelphia wtf am I goin to do in New York in a program. I just felt an empty heart and a lot of regret. If I did it right the first time non of this would be happening right now. Minutes turn into hours that I rode in the car with strangers, I just let the tears run down my face without bothering wiping them.

I feel somebody nudge my body. "Jasmine we are here" the white women said.

I flutter my eyes open and I grunt from the pain in my side from sleeping in the car. I see this huge tall building kinda look like a skyscraper. I guess this will be my home for awhile. I walked through the plain decorated building into this room. I sat in this cold room until an officer came in.

"How u doin young lady?"The officer said with a worried look.

I look at the officer his name tag read Williams. I took a deep breath " I'm fine" I said trying to convince myself that that I was really fine.

"Okay put this on hurry up and take the shoes laces out of your shoes."

He gave me some type of ugly uniform a shirt and pants. I hope I get my shoe laces back these are Jordan's. Then he turned his back and I quickly got dressed.

"I'm done now" I said picking my clothes up from the ground

"Okay lets go" the officer opened the door walking out first.

I followed behind him into a room with a whole bunch of kids my age sitting in what looks like a waiting room.

"Find a seat" he said with a stern look on his face

I found a seat next to this mixed kid he look to be around my age or maybe older than me like.

" What u in foh jhit" the mixed kid said.

"I ball my face up in a frown. "Jhit?? What tf is a jhit? I'm Jasmine tf" I said with attitude in my voice.

He started laughing so hard he had tears coming out of his eyes. " Mane calm your little ass down. Jhit  is a slang word or like a nickname for a person" he said in a duh tone.

I rolled my eyes and said"Oh whatever don't call me that"

"Ard little momma Excuse Me Jasmine. I'm Rico"

"Oh okay nice to meet you ig" I said annoyed

"So how long u got in this shit hole ma"

I tried not laughing but I couldn't help it "ion even know" I said with a huge smirk on my face

"WHAT!?" Rico said whit a confused look

"Your ascent is funny" and I started laughing uncontrollably.

"My ascent funny have you heard yourself" I quickly stop laughing and looked at him with a blank stare

" I don't have no ascent" I said with a huge stank face.

"Whatever u say lil momma but I show you the ropes this ain't my first time Ard" He said

Something about him gives me comfort. I feel so safe talking to him and that's weird and I feel a since of peace.

"Okay cool" I said with a head nod

I didn't want to be here or I didn't feel like I had any reason to live anymore. But with him he kinda gave me a vibe that my dad gave me.

A month later me and Rico got really tight that's like my brother. He had my back in here, we had each other back the only person I talked to or really trusted since my dad passed. The day I was regretting finally came.

"Do u have to go can't u do something to get probation until I get out of here I still have a month left" I said with a pout look on my face with my lip poking out

" Come on now u know we still goin to stay in touch I promise sis" Rico said.

I nodded felling like losing someone else that is important to me. I felt my dad passing all over again as I watch Rico walk through those doors.
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Flash back over 😶