So like I'm on Thanksgiving break and I finally get to update!
Riley wheeled me into my bedroom. It had been four days since Jazmine and I had been admitted in when that guy tried to kill us. I couldn't remember much of it, but all I knew was that I'm okay, I'm fine. It was Jazmine who really had to take it hard.
Riley told me about her baby the day he found out, supposedly. I don't remember much of what he had said, but all I knew was that the baby was gone. Something about a natural abortion or some shit like that.
Huey had picked Jazmine up in a different car. He was taking her back to his house. I remember seeing Jazmine for the first time earlier in the morning, before I left. She looked like she was dead. Her skin was pale as fuck and she had this dead look in her eye, like her soul had just been ripped from her body. She didn't seem to notice me or Riley, not even Huey, because she just stared at the floor in her wheelchair.
Riley helped me into bed, "Now you gotta really get some rest, "He said. I sighed, "How can I get some rest when I know tha' Jaz's goin' through some shit? "I asked. Riley shrugged, "I dunno, but I really want ya to get some sleep. Aight? "He pushed some hair out of my face.
"Aight, but on one condition, "I said.
"Huh? "
"I wanna see Jaz tomorrow, "
Riley whistled lowly, "I don't know 'bout tha' ma, "He said, "I mean, you ain't supposed to leave th' house for a while, an' I don't know if Jaz wants to see anybody for a while…, "
"I need to Riley, "I pleaded, "I need to! "
Riley sighed. He leaned down and gave me a kiss, "Aight ma, I'll try an' sneak ya out tomorrow. I'll talk to Huey tonight. Call me though, "
I smiled and nodded, "Thanks Reezy, "I watched him as he walked out of my room.
A few hours later, I got a call from Huey. He didn't sound happy when I answered, "Wha'? "I asked him.
"It's not a good idea to see her right now, "Huey replied, sounding real casual. I rolled my eyes, like he could see me, "Nigga I'm comin' over to see my best friend whether ya like it or not! "I shot back, "She's not just your girlfriend, she's my best friend! "
"You said that already, "Huey said sarcastically. He sounded real aggravated and shit, "Huey, wha's goin' on? "I asked.
Huey was quiet for a moment. It pissed me off, "Huey, talk. Is it somethin' Mr. Dubois said? Did he call you some good for nothin' bitch again, 'cause you really need to get over that shit already. "
"They're sending her away, "He said quietly.
I thought I misheard him. I took my ear away from my phone and rubbed it before pressing it back to the screen, "Sorry, wha' was tha'? "I asked, "Did you just say wha' I think you did? "
"Yeah, "He coughed, "Mrs. Dubois called me yesterday. She and Mr. Dubois are sending Jazmine to live with her aunt in Virginia for a while. They don't know when she'll be back. "I shook my head, "Why are they doin' tha'?! "I asked.
"They think she needs some time alone, away from Woodcrest for a while, "He replied, "She's leaving in a week or two, enough time to let her heal before heading over there by plane. They think she'll stay over there until she graduates from high school, "I could tell by his voice cracking that he was about to cry.
I thought I was the one being sent away, but Jazmine?
"Listen, maybe we can change their minds, "I said, "Does Jazmine know? "
"No, they said they haven't told her yet, "His voice was cracking even more. He sniffed, "They know she'll probably react badly, and they don't want to put that much stress on her body just yet. "I rubbed my head with my hand, "Great, "
I woke up feeling like shit. My head hurt like a bitch and I couldn't think. I had a horrible pain in my side and all I could do was call out for Maria.
Maria came in and began to give me a pill, and I took it quickly. After a moment, the pain began to subside. I sucked in a shaky breath and slowly sat up. Maria tried to get me to lie back down, but I shook her off, "No Maria, I need ya to call Reezy up. Tell him to get ova here quick; he gotta take me to Jaz's. "
"But Miss McPhearson, your wound, "Maria said, "If you try and go over there, you might hurt yourself! "
I knew the consequences of going to see Jaz, but I needed to. I needed to know how she was doing, I needed to know what was gonna happen to her and if I could change her parent's minds about going to Virginia.
"I gotta see her, "I said firmly, "I need to know wha's goin' on, "
Maria nodded and helped me into my wheelchair. She wheeled me into the bathroom to help me shower and get ready for the day. She left me alone on the pot for a moment to go call Reezy, and I thought. What was gonna happen?
In ten minutes Reezy was in my room. Maria had changed me into a pair of jeans and a tank top. I managed to throw my hair up into the messiest bun possible and slipped on some sandals. He carried me down the stairs while Maria carried my wheelchair down. He set me back on it and we headed to Huey's car.
Huey looked like shit. He looked like he was drunk and possibly high at the same time. His eyes were red as fuck and he wore a nightshirt and striped pajama pants and Timbs. His afro was wilder than usual. He looked impatient as Riley transferred me from my wheelchair into the backseat of Dorothy. He pushed my wheelchair in behind me and slammed the door. He hopped into the passenger's seat and Huey took off.
The drive over there was silent and awkward as hell. No one knew what to say, but I guess no one really had anything to say. Getting to Jaz's house was probably the only thing on our minds.
Jazmine's house was dark when we got there. Huey knocked on the door while Riley was still helping me into my wheelchair. I could see Mrs. Dubois open it and let him inside. Riley and I went in next.
"Tom's not here, "Mrs. Dubois assured us, "He went to work. Won't be back for a while. "
"Mrs. Dubois, "I began, but Riley cut me off. He shook his head at me, and then turned to Mrs. Dubois, "Can we see her? "He asked.
Mrs. Dubois nodded and led us upstairs. It took ten minutes for Riley to carry me up the goddamn stairs while Huey carried my wheelchair. Once I was back in my chair, Riley wheeled me into Jazmine's room.
It was kinda dark when we first went in. There was light coming in from the window, but the blinds were closed and the curtains were partly together. I could see Jazmine on the bed, but I couldn't actually see her. Mrs. Dubois turned on one of the lamps on her nightstand and I finally got a good look at her.
She looked terrible.
Her hair was wild and it looked like a lion's mane, only curly and kinky. Her eyes were just as red as Huey's and she looked paler. She was sitting up, and the blankets reached her waist. She wore a tank top, but she looked very thin and…sick. She didn't look like Jazmine at all, not the Jazmine I knew.
"Hey Jazzy, "I whispered when I was sitting in front of her. She rolled her eyes until she was looking at me, but she didn't smile or anything. She kept the same, blank, emotionless face. It really hurt for her to do that, "How ya feelin'? "I asked.
"She hasn't really spoken since she got home, "Mrs. Dubois murmured from behind me, "And she wasn't too talkative at the hospital. "
So this was it; Jazmine was officially depressed. The miscarriage must've hit her harder than I thought. It hurt to see her this way.
"Jazmine, c'mon, "I tried again. Jaz still didn't speak. She turned her gaze back to the front, her eyes trained on the wall. I slammed my fist onto her bed, "Damn it Jazmine, I didn't come all this way to watch ya look all depressed and shit, "I cursed. Riley put a hand on my shoulder as if to tell me to chill, but I couldn't.
"Jaz, you're stronger than this. Youse tha strongest person I know. Jaz, ya can't let this bullshit situation bring you down. "I grabbed her hand and squeezed it hard. I could feel the tears coming down but I couldn't stop them, "Jaz, snap tha fuck outta it! This ain't you Jaz, this ain't tha Jazmine Dubois I know. You ain't like this! "I shook her hand and tried to get her to look at me, but she wouldn't even flinch.
It pissed me off.
I stood up from my wheelchair and fell on her. I heard her grunt, but she didn't make another noise. I felt Riley pick me up and haul me back into my wheelchair, "Damn it Cindy, get offa her! "He yelled. Huey helped hold me down in my chair as I struggled.
"Tha's not Jaz, "I said, "Tha's not tha Jaz I know. "
"It is, "Riley insisted, "This is Jazmine Dubois Cin, "I could hear the pain in his voice.
"Cindy, just stop, "Huey pleaded. I looked into his red eyes and watched as tears came flowing out, "You can't fix her Cindy. Not now. Not here. "
I was crying then, I was crying because I had lost my best friend.
"When she leavin'? "I asked.
We had gone downstairs into the living room. Mrs. Dubois got me some water and sat down in one of the chairs.
"She's leaving in a week, "Mrs. Dubois replied, "Her Aunt Josephine is going to care for her. She'll finish the rest of the year over there, if she even responds to anything. "She put her head in her hands, "How could this have happened to us, of all people? "She asked nobody.
I could hear Huey crying, but he didn't say anything.
"So this is it, "I said. My voice shook, "I'm gonna lose her. "
"She'll be back next summer, "Mrs. Dubois added, "We want to see how she'll be then. "
"An' if she ain't any better? "I asked.
"Then she goes back, "Mrs. Dubois replied, "She'll stay over there until she gets better. "
It killed me when she said that.
What if Jaz never got better?
Sorry again for not updating like how I used to.
xoxo, Queen