The next few days I fell into a deep depression.
I didn't do my hair, wear my makeup like I usually do, nothing.
I felt numb and lifeless.
I knocked at Tyson's door.
"Tyson."
"Yanyria."
"Wassup?"
"I'm sorry I haven't been talking to you.. I just been going through a lot lately."
"I see."
"Tyson who is that at the door?" His mom asked.
"Yanyria!"
"Look can we talk.. can you step outside please?"
He closed the door and stepped out.
"Look Yanyria I know everything that's been going on and why you haven't been communicating with me."
"H..huh?"
"Kai told me that he seen you in the mall with some nigga with dreads and something telling me it's one of them niggas yo sista be takin you around!"
"W..what?"
"Yanyria y..you don't have to lie to me."
"Tyson I could explain."
"Explain what how much of a liar you are."
"Tyson I started talking to him before me and you got together.. I swear I just didn't know how to cut ties with him." "I started liking him and I.. I-."
"You ain't gotta explain it to me..I understand."
"Tyson I love you and I care about you I just didn't know how."
"How to what?"
"Be loyal to your boyfriend?"
"You lost yo virginity to him didn't you?"
"Tell me you didn't fuck this nigga Yanyria!"
"I can't."
"Tyson.. it was a mistake I'm so sorry."
"No no Yanyria leave.. just go." He said walking back.
"Tyson!"
I grabbed him.
He pushed my hand.
"Tyson."
He closed the door in my face.
30 minutes later...
I walked in the house.
I seen some of my bags packed.
"Mom .. Dad why-."
"Yanyria you obviously don't wanna follow my house rules..you still leaving the house, you still seeing that boy and I told you not to!"
"Daddy!"
"Mom!"
She looked the other way.
"Daddy where ima go?!"
"You kicking your sixteen year old daughter out of the house?" I said.
"You didn't care about your age when you was sneaking out of my house!"
"I don't know who you are anymore you're not the Yanyria you used to be!"
"You skipping school now coming home all hours of the night.. you think I don't know what you be doing when I'm not here!"
"Please Daddy I don't know where to go!"
"Figure it out!"
"Yanyria.. I'm sorry baby we don't wanna do this."
"Then why are you mama?!"
"Because you obviously can't respect my house rules!"
"You know what.. fine."
"I'll just get the rest of my bags and leave."
I didn't know where to go.
Once I got the rest of my bags I drove and drove until I made it to my destination.
"I didn't wanna put my baby out Jared." (YaYa's mom)
"Well she gotta learn somehow." (YaYa's Dad)
"But kicking her out on the streets Jared I don't want anything to happen to my child."
"She wanna be grown so bad so I'm letting her figure it out and that's final I don't wanna talk about it no more Yvette!"
"Hey."
"Wassup."
"I know we haven't spoke since you found out about me being pregnant."
"What happened with you.. yo folks kicked you out?"
"Yes.. Dayvon I just don't know where else to go."
I wiped my tears.
"I just been going through a lot since the abortion and now this.. Dayvon I just need you."
"C..come on." He said grabbing my suitcase.
(Scene Switches to Tyson)
Tyson laid on his back thinking.
"Tyson you alright honey?" His mom asked.
"Yeah ma I'm straight."
"The food is ready if you're hungry."
"Alright I'll be down there in a sec."
He looked at the photos we took together as tears dropped from his face.
(Scene switches back to YaYa)
(Jhene Aiko-Stay Ready playing in background)
I stood in the mirror looking at myself.
Dayvon stood behind me.
"D..Dayvon I don't look like myself." I said looking down.
"I ain't never see you bare face with nothing on."
"You look different.. gorgeous."
"T..Thank you.. even with me looking like this you still compliment me huh." I chuckled.
"I accept all yo flaws ma ion be worrying bout that shit."
He walked out the bathroom.
"You ate?"
"I don't have an appetite."
"How long it's been since you ate?"
"Three days."
"You must be tryna kill yo self." He said.
"I just haven't been having an appetite since my appointment at the clinic Dayvon." "It's hard for me to eat and sleep I just keep thinking about it."
He looked at me.
"It's gone get better over time, stop worrying yo self."
"I c..can't stop worrying." "I can't shake the feeling of taking my child from my womb."
"Yanyria the mo you talk about the mo you think about it."
"So we not gone talk about it.. a ight?"
He had a serious look on his face.
"Okay."
He grabbed his keys.
"Where you going?"
"I gotta go make this drop."
"Be careful."
"I am."
He walked up to me.
"Get yo self together and stop lettin shit get you."
"Okay."
He kissed me on the cheek.