Chapter Eleven
-Fucking up-
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:: The Next day, February 4th ::
(Jacob's Pov)
*Monitor slowly beeping*

"Oh...you're up?" I heard a male say, as I opened my eyes slowly.

I looked down to see my body on a hospital bed, I was probably in medical but I wish I would've just die last night...

"Trying breathing...a little more slowly okay. Your lungs are still badly injured"

"....What happened to me?..."

"Well, they rushed you in at about 12 midnight and we had to get to work immediately. You had minor internal bleeding, which has been dealt with. Two of your ribs are broken....and you had a concussion. So do you feel any pain in the head?"

"No..."

"Good, so your concussion has been dealt with as well then" He said, checking the monitors.

"Can you do me a favor..." I asked him.

"Yes?" he stood up.

"Can you....just kill me with something. Please. You can make it look like an accident..."

"You're suicidal huh? Did you cause this to yourself? Or did another inmate do it"

".....I fell.." I said, looking away. ...Rule number one : never snitch in jail

"Where did you fall so violently?"

"I don't know--....I was sleep walking okay. Stop asking me"

"Fine. But why would you want me to kill you?"

"I just...really wanna stop suffering..., ain't nothing good in this world anymore for me. I lost everything but my shitty life yet.."

"Life is the most precious thing anyone could ever be blessed with. Remember that. You know some kids don't even get to grow up......some don't even get the chance to be born. You're a blessing. You were blessed to live your life the way you want, what more could ask for..."

"Why live when you're not happy..."

"Because your life is a gift in itself, you control it. I know sometimes life gets hard, but...nothing is never easy in this world. But I can assure that there's alway a positive outcome.....if you stick through it. I saw it happen first hand with myself. I used to be a hoodrat...selling dope just so I could eat at night while I lived in my car. I was orphan on the streets and thought my life was a joke. I tried killing myself but...then I looked at it in the long run. I didn't really wanna go to my grave, I just wanted life to look up. So I got back on my grind...and worked a real job. Then I was able to go to college and study medicine and now I'm here......saving other people's lives"

"That's very humble..."

"Yeah, but just keep your head up. You'll get out of here...and when you do. Never look back and do right"

*
(Dyme's Pov)
*Phone dings*📲

I looked down and grabbed my phone, stopping at a turning red light and checking the notification on my Twitter.

TrizzyB_oy19: @SheA_Dyme
Fuck you yo. Pregnant ass granny bitch.

I laughed at that, but then repiled before the light could turn again.

SheA_Dyme: @TrizzyB_oy19
Why are you still stalking my page baby boy, can't get over me?

TrizzyB_oy19: @SheA_Dyme
CAn'T gEt OvER Me😂

SheA_Dyme: @TrizzyB_oy19
Childish. Wonder why you can't please a grown woman when you still a little ass boy. Ha. I dropped that ass for a real nigga. Now I'm having his baby.....but didn't you want me to have yours? 😖😖😖 Oops

*Car horn!* 💢🚘

"Oh shit, my bad" I laughed, pulling off from the light that was now green.

I came up slowly to another turning light and stopped, continuing my conversation.

TrizzyB_oy19: @SheA_Dyme
Suck my dick again bitch...

SheA_Dyme: @TrizzyB_oy19
Boy that lil thang couldn't even get through my walls, what makes I think I would put that shit in my mouth. You sure begged me too tho

TrizzyB_oy19: @SheA_Dyme
Nah...

SheA_Dyme: @TrizzyB_oy19
Just get off my page yo. You desperate for me😝 it's obvious. But we done. We could've been friends but you tried it. ✌

TrizzyB_oy19 has been blocked...

*Car Horn!*💢🚘 "Come on!!!"

"Oh Shut up ya ass up too!" I yelled out the window before pulling off.

People had road rage in California, it's only been like a couple of months since we moved. James was here and my baby girl was doing beautifully, I was actually on my way to go pick her up from preschool. James on the other hand, didn't get off until 3 but he had to go to an after school program right after that.

I was now 6 months along in my pregnancy and I found out that I was expecting a boy this time. Hmm. Jay would've been so happy...., but we don't even talk anymore. I said goodbye back to him in January and it's been bitter sweet since.

The nightmares stopped thankfully and I was slowly getting out of my depression. I was still sad about how shit went left with us like that, but...I should just get over it. That was last year. I still wish me and him were...together some days. I missed him and I could've really used his help with the kids now. But I guess that's all apart of letting go.

If you haven't already guessed, I am no longer with Troy. After the incident with Jay and finding out I was pregnant, I just wanted to leave men alone for awhile. I thought what Jay did was my karma for having two niggas at the same time. Some hoe shit that I'm not proud of and that I'll admit and never do again. But yeah, I ended things with him....and told him I was pregnant by somebody else. He was upset and I felt like a monster, I tried everything to tell him I was sorry....but then he threatened to kill my baby.

After that...I was like fuck it and I moved away days later. He still thinks I'm in Miami but little does he know...

Kehlani got me a job at a nice nail salon here, which brings in some decent money....and I could still work while I was pregnant. And a girl had an employee discount too, so yeah...my life was stable right about now.

*

"Mommy!" Desiree yelled, running her little self over to me.

"Hey, you miss me stank" I caught her in my arms and picked her up slowly.

Instead of giving me a response, she hugged around my neck and laid up there in the corner. In the midst of giving her a kiss, I watched as her teacher came up to me. Smiling his usual smile too...

"Hey Mrs. Taylor" he said.

"It's just Miss Taylor, I'm far from being married" I chuckled.

"I can't understand why..."

I blushed. "You stay flirting with me Mr. Davis, why is that?"

"I'm sorry, I know I should be professional but then I get caught up in those eyes of yours. You're very beautiful Miss T..."

"Thank you. How was she today?" I glanced down at her, sucking her thumb.

"She's always good in class. She really enjoyed herself when we were writing and coloring pictures"

"Awww, my mama drawing pictures" I smiled at her, giving her some love.

"Yeah, but...you think I could take you Desiree out sometimes. I wouldn't mind getting to know you better"

I looked up at him and swallowed before talking. "Um....I don't know. I'm not really looking for a--"

"Oh...well that's okay, we can always go as friends"

"I don't know...."

"Can I at least get your number?"

"Let me think about it okay, I gotta go now. Thanks though" I quickly by passed his suggestion and walked off with Desiree in my arms.

I picked up her bag from the little lockers and made my way out of the school entirely. After the way I acted towards him, I think it's safe to say I have trust issues when it comes to men. Its been hard talking to men now after the incident, I just tried to avoid conversations best way I could.

I was afraid of niggas now after that shit...

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