:: Jail Bird ::

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Janae's POV
I told my dad a few days ago I was ready to see EJ. My dad was reluctant, but the doctor thinks this will help me with my memory, so doctors orders.

Jacob. He ain't take this as well as the doctor. All week, he's been trying to talk me out of it, but I really want to know what happened. I'm tired of being clueless and having to ask questions all the time. I want to know some stuff for myself.

Today's the day,though. Today I'm gonna meet EJ and Jacob isn't changing my mind. I get up early and get in the shower, then pick out my outfit. I come up with a polka dot crop top, a leather high waisted skater skirt, a black cardigan, classic black stelletos, nerd glasses, a bow, and a black cross body bag. I put my hair in a ponytail and clip the bow in, then head downstairs to see Jacob and my dad talking and they stop when they see me.

"Oh come on, I hate when you do that." I say sitting at the breakfast bar. "Do what?" They say in unison. "Whenever I come in the room and you guys just stop talking. I wanna be in whatever your talking about." I say playing with a string on my cardigan. "We don't do that." they both say together again. I look at them and then look back down.

"Why did you dress all cute for this? You're meeting the dude that made you lose your memory, not Obama and his daughters." says Jacob, pulling on my skirt. I give him the side eye. "Jacob. Read my lips. Im. Meeting. EJ. Point. Blank. Period." I look him dead in the eye while my dad awkwardly stands in the kitchen making some food.

"Son, her minds made up." says my dad, patting him on the back and putting a plate in front of me. "I don't even feel like eating anymore." I say, pushing the plate away and rushing upstairs.

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A few hours later, my dad calls up the stairs, telling me it's time to go. I get my stuff and go downstairs, not looking at Jacob. "Let's get this over with." I hear him mumble. Ooooooh I'm SO closed to slapping him. We get in the car and we're off.

It takes some time, but we eventually arrive at a gray brick building with a barb wire fence surrounding it. I blow out some air from my mouth and close my eyes. Even thought I didn't eat, I feel like I'm about to throw up.

"You okay?" I hear Jacob say, his hand on my thigh. I nod and open my eyes again and we are parked. I open the door and clutch my bag, then that is replaced with Jacob's hand. "Shit, girl. Are you trying to stop my blood circulation?" He says. I scowl at him and lifts his free hand up. "Just trying to lighten up the moment."

We enter the jail and I expected to be eye raped by a bunch of thugs, but Jacob was catching most of the attention. Guys whistled and their eyes were locked on his ass and all I could do was laugh my ass off.

We eventually leave that room and enter a new one with the glass separating us and the jailbirds with a black telephone to speak through. An officer approached us and asks us who we're here for. Before I can answer, my dad does for me. "Elijah Jay." The officer then asked who's speaking with him and I raise my hand. The officer tells me to sit down and I do and leaves to go get EJ.

I look back at Jacob and my dad and I want to say I can't do it, but I have to be brave. My memory depends on it. I hear a door open behind me and I turn around to see who I assume is EJ then everything comes flooding back. The Hotel Room of Hell.

I feel my eyes widen and my hands starts to shake as he sits down and grabs the phone. My shaky ass reaches for it and I drop it, that's how bad it was shaking. I pick it up again and hold it up to my ear. "E-EJ-J?" I say, swallowing hard. "Janae? Baby, I'm...." I see Jacob's jaw clench in the reflection of the glass when he says baby. "Janae, I don't know what to say. Baby, I'm really-" he starts saying but Jacob cuts him off. "Hey, cool it with that Baby shit!" I look back at him and glare but I feel a vibration and then see EJ pointing his finger through the glass. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT IF YOU JUST WOULD HAVE JUST LEFT HER ALONE, I WOULDN'T BE HERE AND WE WOULD BE TOGETHER!" I try to calm both of them down, but the officer yanks EJ back through the door they came through. "Wait, officer please-" They were already gone. I slowly turn to Jacob and the look on my face must be scary as fuck, because his eyes bug out and he backs up. "Baby, I'm sorry-" I charge toward him but my dad holds me back. I'm not even going to tell them some of my memory came back. I'll tell my dad, but not him. "YOU RUINED EVERYTHING! YOU INCONSIDERATE BASTARD!" He tries to touch me but I run as fast as I can to the car, silently smirking to myself.

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