I walked into my grandmother's house with my shades on. I'm strong, I have to be for everybody, that's how it always went. I heard sobs throughout the house, not everyone knew my sisters past, besides she was family so they probably still would have loved her anyway.
I went to the Kitchen, where I saw my grand mom. She was like my second mom, when I moved out my parents' home, I came to live with her.
I hugged, and I hugged her forever, and we cried, both of our hearts were broken.
"Where's my mom?"
"She went to get your father and other siblings from the airport"
I sniffed and went back to my car to take my luggage back to my old bedroom.
I got into my room and my heart ached we had so many memories in here. Now she was gone. Gone because she didn't listen, because of some insecure nigga. I hope he served the rest of his life in prison and got raped every night. She was pregnant again when he beat her senseless, but that was a blessing because that baby would have come out so fucked up. From getting HIV from her mom and being killed slowed by the amount of alcohol and drugs Jada in took every day. It made me sick to my stomach. I shouldn't feel sad about her death after what she put my other nieces and nephews through that I knew nothing about. I only knew about Ja'Davia.
She had 4 more, twin boys Jaron and Ja'rik both 7 years old. Another girl Jyneshia who was 5 and another boy Jalen who was only 1. Why would she keep them? I known they must have had a horrible childhood if Jada didn't even take care of the child that was in her womb.
Today I would get to meet all of them, I was nervous and scared.
*5 hours later*
Everyone had arrived including my niece and nephews, but I didn't get a chance to see them yet. My grandmother was talking to them, I know she wanted to make sure they were alright. She knew nothing of the other children, it was such a fucking shame.
It made me so angry, my sister was lucky she was dead or I would have killed her myself. My grandfather told us when he went to pick them up, CPS didn't have any clothes to give them and they wore the same clothes they left home with. Their clothes were so raggedly and old, you would have thought they came from the dumpster. Thank God my grandfather stopped on the way here to get them some clothes and let them change.
They would have felt embarrassed, I would have been more livid if I had actually seen it.
I was in the living room waiting for them to come out the back room. I heard the door open, and jumped up, I didn't know what to expect from these kids.
Slowly one by one, they came out, they were all beautiful, all different shapes and sizes.
Ja'Davia, Light skin, at least 4'2, she was really thin. Jaron and Ja'rik, they were both brown skin, they were exactly identical, they had curly afro hair, it looked nappy and they hazel eyes, they were at least 4'7. Jyneshia was dark skin, like really dark, but she wasn't ugly, she had a beautiful face, her body was looked full, she had curves, and she had the most weight, she was at least 3'4. Jalen was the cutest, he was mixed with something because he looked Puerto Rican, he had tanned skin but had curly dark black hair, and green eyes, and he was beautiful.
They all looked really skinny and small besides Jyneshia the only one who looked as though she ate at least one or two decent meals a week. They showed no emotions on their faces, their eyes look dead, they barely moved, and they looked like they didn't know us from a can of paint.
Many of us tried to talk to them, but they wouldn't say word. It was creepy, and it made us wonder what happen to them or why they weren't talking.
Soon my grandmother, mother, and aunts started to cook, if anything could take this sadness away, it was some good food. Around 8, everyone was seated around Grand mama's big dinner table going down memory lane.
I started off, "One day me sand Jada had this big fight as always, and we weren't talking. This time it really wasn't my fault, which it always wasn't" I gained a few laughs and I few people said I was lying. "But anyway, we did not talk the whole day and then at the end of the day she came to my room that night and said 'Jasmyn I'm sorry, I know that was wrong of me can you please be my friend?' It was the most mature, sweetest thing she ever did towards me, it was also the only time she ever said anything like that to me" I ended with a chuckle, my family had soft smiles on their faces and tears threatening to fall from their eyes.
My cousin, Maya cleared her throat, "During the summer, me & Jada hung out the most, we'd go to the park and flirt with the boys. Walk to the store a million times for no reason, and go back into my room and tell each other any & everything" She shook her head and stopped
My mother went, "Jada was certainly my most difficult child but she was so lovable, I mean you could catch her in a lie and she would still look you in your face and tell you she's not lying. Sometimes it was funny because she would know you knew that you had caught her
and she would make the funniest expressions, say the craziest things... she was just filled with life and-"my mother broke down after that point, so had the rest of my family.
I wiped my face and cleared my voice to get the hoarseness out, "Me and Jada have billions of good memories but once they are gone all you seem to remember are the bad memories and you tell yourself no it wasn't all bad, there was some good. Because you remember how you felt, I remember the crazy dumb shit we did together, I remember our talks, I remember how hard we laughed with each other, I remember feeling proud of her, and protecting her. I remember and that what will keep me going and not giving up on life" I was surprised I didn't break while saying that but I sure as hell did when I was done.
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This is Love {Lesbian}
Romance26-year-old Jasmyn Robinson best lawyer in Downtown Philadelphia & New York City. With almost everything a girl can ask for a great career, killer body, long money, and a fancy car. But where's her man? She ain't into em so when she first lays eyes...