My Basketball Player
Part 5
5 months later ...
Tyga
Jaydens not in school anymore. They put her on online classes since the incident. Plus she's on house arrest, she won't be able to walk with us, but she'll still get her diploma. To be honest, we've been having sex everyday since that thing was put on her ankle. I walked into her house, she was sitting at the desk on the computer. She had on a huge sweater and long socks. I wrapped my arms around her & she slightly smiled.
Tyga: What's up baby
Jayden: Finishing this paragraph . You hungry ?
Tyga: Yeah. You cooking ?
Jayden: Yeah. Let me send this and I'll start cooking.
She did what she had to do and walked into the kitchen. I sat on the computer reading her assignment. She had to write a paragraph on feeling broken. I turned around checking to see if she was still cooking. I clicked on her paragraph.
Jayden
" So you're asking me to write a paragraph about being broken. Well there's many ways to describe it, also many ways to feel it. Broken means to me feeling like you're worthless, no one cares, & being alone. That one person you trusted to be there, hold you, and make sure you're okay turns on you. They hurt you both mentally and physically causing you to turn to bad habits. Your own mother thinks you'll be no good and they family has no hope. When the whole world betrays you one way or another, that's broken. When you sit and wonder everyday why your dad gave up on you sending you to your mom. Wondering why you'll never be pefect enough for anybody. Then there is that one person to come around and try to heal you. All you can do is push them away because that's all you know how to do. The past comes back & you push them away even more. You can't trust what anyone says. Maybe one day I'll change just for him, maybe I'll continue to be broken. The scar the past gave me is just too deep, it might not ever heal...."
Jayden: What are you doing ?
Tyga: *exits out the page* Nothing baby. Food done?
She nodded yes walking into the kitchen. I followed her grabbing a plate from her hands. We sat down and she was leaning on her hands, looking at me. I looked at her wiping my mouth.
Jayden: I know you read my paragraph. I was behind you, what did you think about it ?
Tyga: I'm gonna heal that scar. No matter what it takes.
She smiled, leaning over the table kissing me. I bit her lip, pulling away. She laughed, going to clean up the kitchen. I put my plate in the sink, picking her up and bringing her to the couch.
Jayden: Do you mind ?
Tyga: Nope not at all.
I was playing with her thong under her sweater. The door opened and I moved my hands laying on her chest. It was quiet which was awkward. Her mom usually says something. Jayden leaned up, looking over the couch.
Jayden: Did you lock the door?
Tyga: Shit. No.
Jayden got up and started walking. I sat up, looking at her.
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Jayden
I walked down the hallway and heard moving. I kept walking, towards my room. It was empty, but my door was wide open. I walked into the room and the door slammed shut. I screamed, turning around seeing Andre.
