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Chapter 8: LIMBO

Listen to LIMBO

"Oh. Mae, if you ever wanna talk—"

"Nigga, don't even. Don't play that shit wit me. We are not friends, so don't act like we are." I snap.

"Damn. Whatever, you ain't special." He turns around and leaves.

We been knew.

"Shawty i just want your love for a minute!" Michael hums to himself.

"Mae-Mae, play dolls with me!" Xylia grabs my hand and leads me into her/her parents room. She gently pulls me to the ground and hands me a blond barbie doll. "Her name is Emma." she said and pulls out three other dolls. "This is her Dad." She holds up one doll. "This is her best friend, Bella." She holds up another doll. "And this is her boyfriend, Luke."

"I-I dont wanna play anymore, Xylia." I say.

"Pleaseeeee." she says with a cute pouty face.

"I-I- uh...... Fine." i take a deep breath.

"Yay! JAHMONT!" she yells.

"WHAT?" he yells back.

"C'MERE!" she yells. A few moments later, Jahmont walks in.

"What?" he asks.

"Play." she demands.

"No." he states.

"Yes." she says.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Play or i'm gonna tell mom what you did yesterday." Xylia threatens.

"What did i do yesterday?" jahmont asks. Xylia pulls him down and whispers in his ear. He sighs and sits down next to me. "You can be the dad."

"Emma's dad?" he asks and she nods. "Let's move to Mae and I's room. That way Ski and Jah can play too. Just bring Luke's friend." He stands up and holds his hand out to help me up. I stand up on my own and he rolls his eyes.

"What about Michael?" i ask.

"He can be the dog." jahmont chuckles.

We walk into Jahmont's room and sit down. Xylia is Bella, Stokeley is Luke's friend, Jahseh is Luke, Jahmont was the dad, and Michael was the dog.

Turns out, as if i already didn't know, Xylia is really bossy.

"Hey Dad, can i go out with my friends?" i  say to Jahmont's doll.

"No, no, no, no. You're not doing her voice right!" Xylia pouts. "You're being monotone. Say it happily, like: 'Daddy, can i pretty please go out with my friends?' Say it again."

I sigh. "Daddy, can i pretty please go out with my friends?" i ask jahmont's doll again. I glance at Jahmont who smiles before answering.

"Yes, honey, as long as you make it home before curfew."

"Yay! Thank you, thank you, daddy!" i fake squeal.  Jahseh chuckles and i glance over at Jahseh.

"'Daddy!'" he says in a high pitched voice. 

"You're just mad that no one calls you that."

"You right." Jah says.

"Bark, bark. Nigga, i gotta take a shit. Lemme outside." Michael exclaims.

"I actually gotta pee." I stand up, dropping the doll. I walk into the bathroom and shut and lock the door.

I don't have to pee.

I turn on the cold water and scrub my face. I feel someone grab my waist and i look up in the mirror and gasp. Lucas.

remember when i almost killed you? He whispers in my ear. i push him away from me.

which time?

still funny, huh? wow. you're so beautiful, baby. He backs me up into the door.

please. don't.

don't what?

i turn off the sink and go back into jahmont's room. He follows me.

"You're not playing the game right!" Xylia yells, smacking Michael in the arm.

don't call me babe.

i've called you worst. He chuckles.

that's true. why are you still bothering me? dead people shouldn't bother live ones. He looks around at the people in the room.

"Xylia!" Jahmont yells at her. "Don't hit people!"

no answer now, huh? goodbye lucas.

see you in your dreams, baby. Lucas moves in front of me.

Xylia starts crying and runs into Stokeley's arms.

Lucas goes to hug me, and i flinch, close my eyes and swing at him.

"Mae, what the fuck?!" Michael yells and grabs my fist midair. I open my eyes.

"W-where did h-he go?" i look around.

"Who?" Michael asks. Everyone stares at me.

"L-lucas." my eyes start watering.

"The doll?" Jahseh asks.

"N-oo.I-I-I..." i chuckle as little as tears run down my face. "I'm sorry, i don't know why i'm crying." i wipe them away.

"I think it's time to go to bed." Jahmont says.

"Um. Yeah. Imma dip. This girl want me." Michael lets go of my hand and smirks.

"Surprising." Stokeley says.

"You mad." Michael says and throws up the peace sign.

"Bye!" we all say and i climb up the ladder to my bed.

"Jahmont, my head hurts." i say.

"You can't have anymore meds, Mae." Jahmont says.

"Go get her a cold, damp rag." Jahseh says and Jahmont leaves the room, nodding. "Do you want me to rub your head?" he asks and i nod.

"That sounds nice."

He climbs up the ladder and i scoot over. He lays down next to me and places his hands on my head and rubs gently.

"What happened to you?" he whispers in my ear.