♡Genesis♡

Chapt. Thirty

Genesis

The hospital let me go the next day even though I was still feeling bad. King didn't come to pick me up so I walked all the way to a bus stop so I can get on the bus and leave back home. It was a bit cold in Cali today. I didn't really have a jacket on so I was so cold.

Everything slip my mind about my baby death. I was a bit unhappy cause I wanted to have this baby. But my baby was gone be a crack baby. I'm still on it. I still want my cocaine. I didn't even notice that a car pull up next to me. Don't tell me it's king. The window rolled down showing this sexy black man in a white Range Rover. I'm bad at describing people but all I know, he was fine.

"Excuse me ma'am. Why you sitting in this cold weather like that?"he ask.

"I don't know, you tell me"I fake smiled. He crack a smile and hop out his truck. He walk around the truck coming up to me. "Who are you?"

"My name Jerome"he said. "Need a ride home?"he ask.

Shiddd, I ain't waiting for no bus in this cold. Might as well. "Sure"I got up grabbing my stuff. I walk to the passenger door. Jerome open it up for me. "Such a gentleman"

"Thank you"he smiled and walk to the driver side. I looked around his car and smile. I wish I had a Range Rover. But king won't give me a car. "So uh, where you from?"

"I'm from California, not Los Angeles though"I said.

"Oh okay. Why was you at the bus stop? You to pretty to be sitting in the cold"he said.

"Thanks. I just came from the hospital. Lost my baby"I frowned.

"Damn, where the daddy?"

Why he asking so many questions? "The dad is somewhere around here selling drugs to crackheads and fucking some bitches who are crackheads"

Jerome just look at me and then cough a little. "Wow"he said.

"Yeah"I sigh. "I fucked up"

"I don't think you did"Jerome said.

"But it's weird. I wasn't stressing at all. How did I lose my baby?"I ask.

"Who you staying with?"Jerome ask.

"A friend of mine"I mumble. "An old friend of mine"

"Oh"he nod his head.

"God I really don't want to stay with him"I said.

"Is he a abuser?"Jerome ask.

"Sort of. Use to be"--" But ever since I was pregnant, he stop using me on the streets"

"You was a prostitute"

I nodded my head looking down. Why I'm spilling everything to this man? I should just shut the hell up and ride.

Finally, I made it to king big ass mansion. Jerome looked at it in awwww. "Damn, yo pimp don't play"Jerome said.

"Don't call him a pimp cause he ain't my pimp. And I ain't a prostitute no more"

"But you still living with him"Jerome said. "You still doing something, and I can tell cause you itching like crazy"

"S-Shut up"I stutter. I need my drugs.

"Look, here's my number. If you need any help, call me"Jerome said giving me this card. I hop out the truck and walk to the front door. I look back seeing Jerome waving goodbye.

"Who was that?"king ask.

"He offered me a ride from the hospital. I called you and you never answered the phone"

"I was busy with......."just then some girl came downstairs.

"Who is she?"the girl ask.

"Baby this is my roommate"king said. "What the doctor said about your baby?"

"It died king"I semi yelled. "And I still don't know how but the hospital will call me either tonight or tomorrow to let me know"

"Probably stress"king said. "or you being on drugs bad"he smiled.

"Maybe so"