⇨Quinn 'Monster' Jones⇦
I sat in the car waiting for Kayla to come out the school. The fuck taking her so long? When she came out, she got in the car not saying anything. I just gave her a look and headed towards the house. I gave my dad the keys cause Im not supposed to be driving. Kayla went upstairs, showered, put on a tshirt and laid in bed, trying to sleep. I sit next to her, "Baby? What's wrong? You alright?" I ask. "Yeah. Just tired, sore." I pull her towards me, "Sore?" Kayla sighs, "My boobs hurt." She complains. "That's weird." I laugh a little, "Alright. When you wake up can you help me study?" I ask. "Yeah Quinn." Kayla lays back down, I go to my Mac and turn it on.
I got onto the school website and did some homework. Our school is completely electronic, no papers, or books to keep up with. Unless it's a library book. I decided to turn on my music, but low enough it wouldn't wake Kayla. Deeper by Kyle(Listen to this song ;) ) came on, I started to sing along. "I never knew you could sing baby." Kayla says. "I ain't wake you did I?" I ask. "Nah." She answers, she sits on my lap and lays her back against me, "Im so tired." I look up at Kayla, "Why?" I ask. "We go to school and come directly home." Kayla shrugs. "Just tired Quinn." She gets off my lap and walks away. I make a face and turn back to the computer. Out the thirty minutes I was doing my homework, Kayla went to the bathroom like seven times. I just watched her, something up. "You ready to study?" Kayla ask. "Yeah." I say eyeing her, turning the music off.
♕La'Mya "Princess" Jones♕
"Mya!" My dad yells. I lazily get out of bed, walking downstairs. "Yes daddy?" I ask going into the living room. "You alright? I noticed you been stressing." I nod, "Just the Hakeem stuff daddy." I say. "What if I told you he can get good behavior and come out on bail. And probation a few years." I shrug, "Im just tryna get over it. Don't worry about it dad." I stand from the couch. "You sure Mya?" He ask. "Daddy Im fine." I say feeling my eyes water. "Here. I went to see him, he gave me this." I take the letter and walk upstairs.
I went to the baby's room, I sat on the floor around the clothes that were on the floor. They're still not folded. I turned on my music through my phone and it played through the room. I began reading the letter.
La'Mya, you know I didn't kill nobody. I was set up, and now my life is basically being taken away from me for no reason. But baby, I love you. My baby too. Can you write me? Give me updates on y'all please? That's the only that will keep me sane, my mom disowned me. I gave you my account number to the bank, don't be scared to use the money. I can't believe Im in jail over some shit I ain't do.
Your dad, when he came and seen me, the world got brighter. At least I know he cares, I know you care too! Come see me man! Hopefully I get out in a few years, I wanna see my baby. They let kids in after they one and a half. Bring my baby to see me. Anyways, write me back, I love you ma. Write me back.
I immediately got up and went to my room. I grabbed my notebook, my favorite orange pen and went to my dad's office to write.
Hakeem, I will bring the baby, eventually. I know you didn't do it Hakeem, you've been spending all your time with me. But it's all good baby, you still have people who believe in you and love you.
It's a boooyy! I need you to write me back asap! I want you to name him, he'll have some part of you until you get home. I have so much to tell you, I wanna hear your voice. Do you get phone calls? How long can you talk? Cause I miss you already. My parents, they're worried about me. I've been stressing, crying and been depressed a lot. I know what I'm doing it hurting our baby, but Im hurting a lot. Hakeem you was the only reason I was really happy around this bitch.
My dad and Quinn been bumping heads a lot. Im worried that Quinn is gonna snap. I know my baby brother, and Im afraid he'll be in jail with you next because he's so violent. From what Quinn told me, he got drunk and high off his ass, and my daddy punched him in the jaw a few times. He also was fighting, I don't want him fighting. Especially when he's alone, cause Quinn won't stop, once he see's blood he can't stop. Like all he wants to see is the blood leaking from someone. Or he'll attempt to stab someone, or shoot them. I've been in Quinn's room, he's got hella weapons, no one really knows. Kayla, I know she tryna help, but, honestly, she making him worst. He got suddenly so protective over her. I think because they have a sexual relationship, and now, he doesn't want her going anywhere. I know he love that girl, but he needs to control his anger before trying to love anyone, it'll put more stress on the relationship that isn't even necessary.
Anyways, my momma been acting funny. So today, I decided to go out with her, I wanna know wassup. She been kinda distant of my dad, I worry about them too. I think they're going to get a divorce. For as long as I can remember my daddy been talking to my mom. I love them together, they're perfect, no matter how much they argue, bicker, punch and kick each other.
I worry about us the most Hakeem. With me being pregnant, and you in jail, then we're 17 and 18, with a baby. I don't have a job, and Im tired of living off everybody. I think I should get a job? What you think about that?
Hakeem, I love you. Stay strong for me baby.
I grabbed an envelope, stamp and put it outside in the mail box. "La'Mya! You ready?" My mom calls. "Coming ma." I say grabbing my Uggs and going downstairs. I get my Chanel crossbody off the hook and North Face. I follow my mom out the front door and to her Range Rover.
"What made you wanna come with me?" She ask. "To talk." I say looking over at her. She looks at me, then back at the road. "About what?" She ask. "You and daddy." She sighs, "No Mya. All the kids asking about us. We're fine alright?" I make a face. "Mama, I been around you 17 years of my life, you always been all over daddy, even with all these years yall been together. This is recent, cause usually you would be kissing him, hugging him, now yall stay apart, even sleep in different rooms. Mama please tell me?" She sighs, "Look, your dad has gotten a little, violent, and clingy. He's acting like Quinn. Something is wrong with those two. Im worried about them both. Quinn's fighting, then your dad is arguing with everybody. Your dad doesn't even really want me leaving the house. Quinn, doesn't want Kayla out his sight, something is up, and I wanna know what's up. He won't tell me so Im staying away from him. He'll eventually say something, your dad is not the type to jus stay away." I just give her a look. "Quinn has always been like that." I say. "Not when he was a little boy. Within his teenage years, something has happened. Other than the situation with that boy." I just shake my head, "Im afraid that Ima just loose everybody mom. I already lost Hakeem, Quinn not the same, daddy tripping, Bubba not speaking to anybody, I hate when this gets like this." I wipe my eyes from the tears. "Im so emotional for no reason!" I laugh a little. "Mya it's just the hormones. And things will get better, I know it."
We shopped for hours, my mom got me stuff for the baby. I was so happy, "Thanks mom." I hug her. "No problem."
When we got home it was police outside, my daddy and Quinn were in cuffs sitting on the steps of the house. "What the fuck?" My mom hurries out the car. "What's going on?" I follow her. "These two are under arrest for attempted murder." See, I knew this shit was coming. Somebody setting up the men in my life I love the most. I hurried in the house and called my Uncle Pills. Auntie Tee answered, "Mya he just got arrested." I hang up and call Pully. "Mya he's not here." Ari says. I shake my head and hang up the phone. Bubba was in his room, he was in his bed in an odd position. I walk inside, "Mya." The door shuts and I turn around, "M-M-Marco please...." I try to move away, but I fell over my feet. "You're coming with me babygirl." He smiles at me. "Please, please don't hurt me." I beg. "Now that it ain't nobody to save y'all, let's go."
My mom,Kayla, Desi, and I were put in a van. "Mommy." Desiree cries. My mom just sat there. "I swear Quinn killed him." My mom mumbles. "Mom, my baby, I can't do this. Marco please let us go!?" I yell. "Shut up Princess!" Fuck my life.
♔Christopher "Bubba" Jones♔
I woke up and no one was home. I walked through the house, I heard crying. "Daddy." Elijah was crying. "Bubba!" He yells. I turn and pick him up. "Where everybody?" I ask. "I no know." He was crying to hard, something happened. I walk downstairs and called my dad's phone. It rung on the kitchen counter. The door was wide open, I shut the door and lock it. "Elijah come on, let's pack you some clothes. We getting outta here." I hurried up the stairs, I grabbed his stuff as fast as I could and got my keys. I didn't bother putting on any shoes or Eli's shoes.
I pulled up to my granddads. His door was wide open, fuck! I reached under my dad's seat finding the gun. I loaded it and put it on safety, placing it on my lap as I drove. I call my grandma. "Hello?" She answers. "Gma Lani? You talk to my dad?" I ask. "Not recently." I sigh, "Something going on in Georgia." I tell her. "Why you say that?" She ask. "My whole family missing, except Elijah. Even Quincy gone." My grandma gasp. "Im coming." She says. "No please? I don't wanna loose you." I say. "Im the OG. I'll be there soon." She hangs up. I checked Elijah and I into a hotel. "Bubba I scared." He cries. "Elijah, just go to sleep okay? Im going to the store, don't answer that door. You understand me?" He nods. "Okay."
I walk out the hotel room door, and walked straight out into a gun. "Get the little boy and let's go." I sigh, lord help me?
