I kissed my dad on the cheek, and told I was going to check up on some collages. I don't want to end up like my Mom. Working at McDonald's for a living? I have no sympathy for her. I called her dozen of times, but no response. God forbid, well if something was to happen to me. She would'nt even know, because her ass to busy ignoring my calls. As I expected she turned into my Father within a snap of a finger.
Don't get me wrong, I forgive my Father, but thats not something I could forget.
I'm trapped in this cage of not letting shit go. How do you expect me to forget the days you didn't come to my birthday parties, nor when I graduate Elementary or Middle school. Those days I would cry about someone I didn't even know.
When I got to the school of memories, I walked in the office. I greeted Ms.Reed. "Hazel, Look at you. You seem happy, full of joy..... Hazel you're a bright girl" Ms Reed said welcoming me to the seat I always go to when a teacher sends me to the office.
"Don't think I don't look at your grades. You get good grades and you in honors. Why do you act the way you act?" Ms Reed asked so concern.
I cleared my throat, I never really thought of that. "Ms.Reed I really don't think it's non of your business"
"I understand" She said nodding her head.
"Just promise me, you'll behave, because one day you might need me for recommendation, but I would have to go to the computer to check on your behavior. If doesn't change there's no one in hell I would give you a recommendation letter"
I nodded my head "I promise, I'll behave"
"Okay, don't lie to me now .... I believe you came for this" Ms.Reed handed me papers for different collages I would like to go to.
"Thanks, Thanks alot. You've been there for me" I smiled as I stood up for my seat and walked out the door.
I'm all grown up now, just last year I couldn't drive for shit. Surprisingly I'm pretty go at driving. I turned my view to the window on the side of me. I see Asia on the other side of the road rolled up. My heart nearly dropped. I made my way to the other side of the road.
"Asia, what happen?" I said kneeling down to her.
"Hazel, he for-for- forced his self on me" She said trying to speak. I buried her in my chest.
"That nigga you been with??" I questioned her.
"Y-y-yes" She said moaning even louder.
After I seated Asia in the passenger seat, I headed to the hospital.
"Jaden, What the fuck? I've been calling you for the past hours?!" I yelled through the line.
"What do you want?" He asked.
"I need you down here. I'm at Riders Hospital...... No, Asia she got rape..... By her boyfriend... Stop bitchin, and just come for me." He finally agreed and said he was on his way.
"Ms.Charles and Ms.Smith.... some type of drug lead Asia to be in a coma. I don't know if she'll wake up, but her Mom have to come in, and it have to be her decision if she wanna pull the plug or not."
"Doctor Johnson, She can't come in.... Asia been living with me. You see Asia Mom kicked her out. It's not like she runaway" I convinced him.
"i'm sorry to hear that, but I have rules to follow." He said firmly, then walking off.
"Fuck." I said attempting to knock the desk over, but Jaden grab my hands before I could go any father.
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Broken Memories | Jaden Smith |
Teen FictionNobody knows the real reason why I moved to Malibu. Now I got to start off fresh. Forget the past and move on with my life. I try to find myself, but I fail to do that .... I'm original just like any other girl in the world. Take me as I am not who...