Jasmine was only 19 in college loving the chances that she's getting. She was cute but not very outgoing but she still had enough friends she was happy with. One day her roommate persuades her out of the house to a party. Jasmine bumps into and famo...
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Jasmine Sunday 12:29
I had to drive a drunk Kyra and Jocelyn back home. Jocelyn slept over our house downstairs on the couch. I had fun last night with Deon he seemed sweet I thought he would be meaner and just forget about me. Maybe it was just the tattoos and his profile but he was a chill guy.
He put his phone number in my phone but I didn't wanna text him and seem fan girly and clingy. I'll just let him text me first when he wants. I didn't want to get too close either I barely knew him plus he was a rapper who probably had girls waiting for him all over.
I was In my room sitting at my desk working on my math. I was sorta nervous tomorrow I start my first volunteering at a therapy office. I only knew a little of what I was gonna do there. Like I would take notes on how to communicate with patients and understand how the whole thing would work basically. For now, that's all I knew.
Each person was partnered up. My partner was Jamel, I barely knew him I talked to him a little but it wasn't really a real conversation but he seemed cool. Tomorrow for the whole day we were going to the office we were assigned so he was going to pick me up tomorrow I was going to let Kyra drive my car I didn't mind.
My phone started to ring moving toward me everytime it vibrated. I looked at the ID ad it was my mother my eyes got wide and I answered quickly putting it on speaker.
"Hello mother," I say then clear my throat. I always had that feeling she knew what I was doing and what I did. Oh if she found out what I was doing last night I'd be dead. "Hey darling, I was checking on you, how's everything going? good, I hope," She says "Yes of course" I answer back. My mother gave me everything to succeed she even paid for this house and my car
"That's good how's Kyra doing?" She asked, of course, she knew her again she's like a sister to me. "She's good" I cover it up like she wasn't having a hangover right now. "That's all good your father was asking about you," She tells me. I really didn't have that much care for my father
I actually hated him. "Oh" I simply say I didn't want anything to do with him "I know how you feel about him bu-" I cut her off "Why are you even talking to that man mom; after what he did your gonna talk to him," I say looking at the phone "Jasmine he's your father for goodness sake" She argues
"Oh and what a father, after hitting you every night, then running off doing some drugs then the best of all sleeping with another woman not even caring for me" my voice cracked and I had tears in my eyes vision was becoming blurry "You don't need him...we don't need him" My voice starts cracking again as tear falls down my cheek.
"I know, I know" She sounded like she was crying too. She needed a man who was going to truly love her not treat her like shit. "I love you mom," I say "I love you more bun-bun," She said and I wiped my tears sobbing a bit. The call ended and I started breaking down full on crying.
The door opened and Kyra came in looking tired she saw me and rushed toward me to hug me. I cried in her shirt sobbing I grabbed her shirt just....crying. She rubbed my back soothingly and kissed my head resting her head there rocking me side to side.
