⬆kay in media⬆
Jaylyn's Pov
"Come on jaylyn, keep up" is all I have been hearing for the past 3 hours from my sister. She was dragging me around the Lakefront Mall, splurging her paycheck money on me. She works as a OB/GYN, so I guess you could say she's "balling"
"Im about to die of hunger" I said over- exaggerating hoping she would catch on.
"Alright, let's get some food."
I happily walked with her to the food court.
"Whatcha want?" She asked.
I looked at all the food places.
Hm... maybe Charley's, or Panda Express... Mmm... Chick- fil- a sounds bomb right now. I thought.
"Chick-fil-a" I exclaimed.
We got in the line and I accidentally bumped into a blonde curly headed person. I recognized the curls almost immediately
My worst enemy, my bully, my former lover, and ex bestfriend slowly turned her head, and I soon regretted coming here.
Looking directly at me was the she- devil, Kay.
I rolled my eyes not bothering to apologize. I guess she thought she deserved one because soon after, I felt a hard tap on my shoulder. I didn't turn around. I'm not apologizing and that's final. She repeatedly tapped on my shoulder while i repeatedly ignored her.
It wasn't until I felt a strong grip on my shoulder, and I was forcefully spun around.
"You think since we're out of school you're bad? You just made a bold move nigga."
I just stared at her and got out of line, not bothering to grab my sister. I was so heated my appetite dispersed, I could feel my nose flaring, and my ears heat up.
"Jay? Jaylyn slow down!" I heard my sister. I didn't notice that i had sped walked my way to the car. I stopped and glared at her and continued my way to her car.
I patiently waited for her to unlock the doors and said nothing as she did.
The ride was silent, not including the slow sounds of jacquees playing in the background.
We pulled up at the place some may call "home" but i consider hell.
"Look Jay im sorry i didnt say anything when she was-"
I cut her off by exiting the car, everyone is full of bullshit in my life. I've never had anyone to stick up nor help me out in any type of situation, so I don't need anyones help.
I unlocked the door, praying my mom wasnt home. I looked in slowly and surprisingly wasnt greeted by the usual smell of alcohol and drugs.
Hmm she must be out with another nigga I thought out loud.
I walked up the stairs to my room, and folded all the clothing I got today, hid my shoes in the back of my closet, and put the folded new clothes under old ones. I didnt want her to come in and see all this stuff and beat me for having such things. I hid the new iPhone under my mattress, making sure not to leave any trace of anything.
It's now going on 8:30, but I'd rather sleep then hear continuous yelling from my "mother".
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My alarm sounded off letting me know it's time to get up for another day of hell. I got up, grabbed my towel, wash cloth, face rag, and proceeded to the conjoining restroom. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and got into the shower. I felt the hot water hit my back ever so gently. I relaxed for a bit and let my shoulders hang. It feels good doing that. I never get to when I'm always shielding hits, and or looking over my shoulder. I just want to live a normal life ya' know? Be happy for once.
