Chapter 2

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Khaily's POV~

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Khaily's POV~

    I rolled over to my nightstand and turned off my alarm. It's 6:30 am and I had to get ready for school. I had until 7:45 to be ready because that's when the bus arrives. I got off my bed and prayed so I can thank god for waking me up thins morning. I went into my closet to pick out my outfit. 

That's the outfit I put on

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That's the outfit I put on. ^ 

    I then went into the bathroom to do my hygiene.  I came out, got dressed, and put my hair into a messy bun. I then went downstairs and made my mom and I breakfast. She probably won't eat it but if I didn't make her any she would have called selfish then ranted on and on about how rude I am. She gets on my last nerve I literally have to fend for myself because all she cares about is herself and her drugs nothing more nothing less. 

    I walked to her room to tell I'm leaving, but when I opened her room door an awful order hit my nose. I looked and saw my mother on the bed not moving with saliva on her face. I quickly ran to her side to check if she had a pulse and she didn't. I began to break down crying on the floor. Even though my mother wasn't there for me she was all I had considering that my father was a dead beat and cheated on my mother I had no one. She was the only family I had. 

    I didn't even have any friends all the boys at school either liked me or called me a hoe and all the girls bullied me. I don't even know what I did to them. They just layed eyes on me and automatically hated me. The kids could call me names but as long as they didn't touch me I didn't care. Everyone knew not to touch me because I beat this girl named Briana's ass for pulling my hair. I had 1 gay best friend but he committed suicide due to him being bullied. He never even harmed himself before. One day I came to his house so we can do homework and I found him hanging from his ceiling fan. He left me a note telling me how much he loved me and how the bullying was to just too much and started to get to him. He also told me he was sorry for not telling me it was getting to his head. His parents didn't even give a fuck they were just disgusted that he did it in there house. That was the worst day of my life he was always there for me.

    I calmed myself because crying wasn't gonna get me anywhere. I pulled out my iPhone XR and called my the police. My mother was a stripper so she always left money laying around, so any money I found I would buy food and other things for myself. The police came in under 10 minutes with the ambulance. They told me to pack somethings and then the would bring me down to the station.

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    We pulled up to the police department and they walked me into the building. They sat me in an office with a lady police officer.

"Hello, my name is Officer Banks. I'm terribly sorry for your loss," she says.

"Yeah thanks for your condolences Officer Banks," Khaily said.

"What is your first and last name ?"

"Khaily Smith"

"Do you have any family that you can contact Khaily?"

"No. I don't know any of my family. I only know my mother." 

" Ok, that's alright. What is your mothers' name?"

" Tasha Hines"

"So, Khaily here on your Birth Certificate it says your father is Larone Smith. I'm gonna contact him and see if he wants custody over you. Is that alright?"

" Yeah, it's fine. Thanks for your help, Officer Banks. I really appreciate it," Khaily said really meaning it.

" Its alright sweetheart I'm just doing my job. I will be right back with you make yourself comfortable " Officer Banks says smiling and walking out of the office.

    I just nodded and waited for her to come back. I don't really know how I feel about my father coming to get me. I mean I never met him. He probably won't even come and get me since he walked out on me. At this point I don't even care, I have $750 on me and I always had to fend for myself. I can survive on my own. I don't need anyone but myself, my education, and God.  I don't go to church but I still believe in him. I pray when I wake up and go to bed. I always turn to God when I don know what to do or need help. This was just him testing me and giving me a better chance to succeed.




Do you guys feel bad for Khaily?            

Will Larone pick her up and take full custody over her?

Do yall like that song Jump by Dababy & NBA Youngboy? That's my shit it goes hard asf.

How is yall quarantine goin? I'm ready for this shit to be over.

I update every two days so the next update Friday, May 15, 2020. I  might also update tomorrow depending on how I feel.

Excuse any of my mistakes.

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