-Diane-
Jovian and I stood outside Jasmine's school looking for her. We had been there for hours, searching around the block, even at the school, but we couldn't find her. Oh dear God, where was Jasmine?
If I had just talked to her like a mother supposed to, maybe I would have known who her friends were and where she would go if we weren't there to pick her up. Maybe if I had been a better mother, then my daughter would have been with me now, and not missing.
What if I don't find her, what is she's already dead. If I lose my daughter then I have nothing to live for, I hate Jovian, he's abusive. It was around mid-night when we came home from searching for Jasmine, and Jovian made a smart remark. "She's probably out sucking dick and doing drugs."
I waited til he was gone in the shower to roll my eyes and quietly cuss him out. While he was in the shower I grabbed my keys and left the house, driving every where to find my daughter.
In my time of need, the only thing I knew how to do best was pray, and that's what I did. "God, I have sinned so much, and it's been a long time since I've talked to you one on one, but can you bring my daughter home God, please? She's all I have left."
-Jasmine-
We didn't leave Man Man's house til around midnight because he had made dinner and insisted that we stay, but I barley touched my food 'cause I didn't know him like that. No, I didn't go home because Jovian wasn't about to yell at me and shit for something that wasn't true.
Daney told me I could stay as long as I want so I didn't feel the need to go home yet. It was late and this bitch decided she wanted to take a walk through the neighborhood. I was about to tell her ass to sit down some where but I didn't and decided to walk with her.
"Does it hurt?" Daney asked me as we were walking through the neighborhood.
I shook my head, looking down at my tattoo. It was so cute on me and I loved it. "No, I'm actually glad I got it."
She did a little happy dance, "I know bitch, your motherfucking welcome."
I laughed 'cause she looked a hot ass mess. "Sit 'yo 'ole happy ass down 'cause you look a hot ass mess."
"Hell yeah she do," a voice said, coming out of no where, but I wasn't scared because I knew exactly who it was, Gotti.
-Gotti-
I had just boddied a nigga for fucking with my money when I was walking back to my car and I ran into Jasmine fine ass and Daney hoe ass. Jasmine had her shirt pinned up, showing off this bomb ass tattoo that made 'ha look finer, then on top of that, she had got 'ha belly button pierced too.
When Jasmine seen me, she instantly got excited. "Hey Gotti."
"Wassup 'lil mama," I said, giving her a hug. "I see you got you a tatt. When you get this done?"
"Earlier today," She told me, "I got my belly button pierced too."
I looked down at 'ha piercing, it was blinging but I knew for a fact it was fake. "I see, it look nice on you. What y'all out so late for?"
"We grown," Daney budded in. "We should be asking you the same question."
I ignored her, but obviously she wanted my attention so bad 'cause she repeated what she said. "I'm handling business."
Daney was getting on my nerves by just standing there looking at me on the cool. Ian stop to talk to 'ha, I stopped to talk to Jasmine, so where ever she came from, she can go on back. "Ima take Jasmine from you but she'll be back later on."
Jasmine looked at me smirking, "What if I don't wanna go with you?"
I licked my lips, she playing games, she know she wanted to come with me. "I know you wanna come though."
"Where we going?" She questioned, before she even moved a muscle, with her wise ass.
"We just gone walk around," I told her, grabbing her hand. I looked back at Daney, "I'll bring her back to you safe."
"You better," She remarked, walking the other way.
