The ghetto child ,the sad case ,the unfortunate one, and wait a minute you can't leave out the forgotten one.
Usually these assumptions would make me angry well all except one: Ghetto Child.
This story takes place where last breaths, fast money an...
It's not about making the right choice. It's about making a choice and making it right ~ J.R. Rim
Chapter 19: Decisions October 18th Saturday 8:00pm
Jai'yanna's Pov:
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I looked at myself in the mirror, and my mother was right. I did look beautiful. Aria, Sahara, and Val helped me get dressed. I was tired of everyone's attitude towards me after my dad's behavior. But my friends are always there for me. No shade.
They all knew my plan to leave tonight. Val and Tommy are coming with us. They've already spoken to my mom. I suppose he realizes he won't be reclaiming that throne in real life. It was a pump fake for me, set up by my dad, of course. In reality, because I signed my Alliance with the table, he can't mess with me. He knows that, but these people don't. I do.
Sahara, knowing I couldn't stay here, was willing to deceive my family and my friends' families for me. She was upset because, despite her growing belly, our children might never experience each other the way we had envisioned. It pained me as well.
Who would want to pack up and move away when expecting a baby? I sighed, feeling alone. Now I understood Aria's feelings. At least she wanted to have my brother's baby, while I was starting to feel different.
My suite was being guarded by my father's men, so my friends wouldn't help me escape. Typical...
Christian waltzed into my room, as if I'd ever speak to him again. "Can I get the room, please?" he asked. My girls didn't utter a single word to him before they exited the room. They're my escape plan, so I can't let on too much.
The door shut.
Leaving me in the chair infro t
"Jai'Yanna, I've finally kept my word. I'm going to fulfill my end of the bargain." Christian placed his hand on my shoulders, but his touch sent a shiver down my spine.
"Don't touch me," I stood up, tears streaming down my face. "You're just like him." I looked at Christian.
"Don't say that because you don't mean it-"
"I would never let you near my baby. You're a monster!" I shook my head and backed away from him.
"Shut up!" Christian growled.
"I would never marry someone like you, let alone raise my child with you. You're putting us in harm's way again!" I screamed.
Christian closed my bedroom doors and locked them. "I think you might want to shut up." Christian grinned.
