RG3: Lose You [Editing]

8. Hide Ya Kids

Jordynne's smooth ass grandpa in the MM

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Jordynne

I was laying on my side, staring at specifically nothing. I hadn't said or done anything to anyone except take care of my hygiene and ask for August. They said he was on his way. To me, that only meant he wasn't here when I woke up. He left me. He didn't love me. I had my back to the door, mostly because I didn't want to look at anyone and I didn't want anyone looking at me.

"Ms. Parker, are you going to eat something?" I never turned around. I heard her sigh. "Well I'll leave it here in case you change your mind." She walked out and I closed my eyes, blinking away my tears. I was having another man's baby.

"Lemme find out ya ass in hea givin these people a hard time. Don't make me fuck you up Khalil."

I didn't have to turn around to know that it was August. I could smell his cologne as soon as he stepped in the door and his accent was strong as hell. He walked around so that he was looking me in the face. He sat in the chair right by my bed.

"You asked fa me, I'm hea, let's talk."

"Nothing to talk about. I just wanted you here."

"Why ya try ta kill yaself?" He asked, accent coming off thick like smoke.

"Why ya play dead fa a whole year'a?" I asked, mimicking his accent. He straight faced me. "Why you keep bringing up old shxt?"

"Why you keep bringing up old shxt?"

"Ain playing witcho ass, J."

"Ain playing witcho ass, Aug."

He sighed, rubbing his temple. I knew I was being an ass but it is technically old shxt. It's fairly new old shxt but it's still old.

"Jordynne..."

"August...." I whined. "Can we not do this. I just want you here by me, tellin me that it's gon be okay." He sighed and motioned for me to scoot over. I slid back and he climbed into the bed, wrapping his arms around me.

"You know I love you right?"

"Yes."

"Well if ya ever do some dumb shxt like this again, I'm a kill ya. This ain tha route we take. I know tha shxt I did in the past wun' righ' but ya shoulda came ta me. I can't read ya mind J."

I wiped the tears that fell from my eyes. "I know. I was just so stressed and didn't know who to turn to. You weren't talking to me at the time. I'm sorry."

He pulled me closer to him and kissed my forehead. "Mama killin yaself ain the way to go tho. You can always talk to somebody. DJ, mama, anybody. We gon get thru this, TOGETHER! As far as anyone is concerned, that's my lah soldier in thea. Just let me be hea fa you, ight?"

"How'd you..."

"I can do math baybeh. Ain dumb. You know regardless I'm a take care of you and I'm sorry fa eva doubtin ya in tha first place. Ya forgive me?"

I slowly nodded. I shifted as I tried to get comfortable. My arm was starting to hurt again because the pain medication was wearing off. "Could you call the nurse?"

He nodded and pushed the button. Moments later the nurse, the same lady who brought my food, came in. "You need anything?"

"Ha arm starting ta hurt. Can she get some meds or sumn?"

"Did she eat?"

We all looked over at the tray with the untouched food on it. "No."

"She can get meds when she finishes her food." She looked over at me and I looked at Aug and frowned. "Ion want that."