I don't go back to school until Jan. 3, so Ima be updating allll break.

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Jahseh sat down next to me,"Are you sure about this though?"

"Well", I said,"It's your choice. He's a part of you."

"I know but I just want to do what makes you happy."

I thought about it for a second,"He is a part of you. You've gotten rid of X already sooo.."

"I feel stupid talking about this", he laughed. "I think he should stay. He's going to end up coming back just like X is. But like I said a long time ago, I'll try and control it more, okay?"

"Better cancel that appointment then", I smiled. "I forgot to tell you that Im leaving in about 2 hours."

"For?"

"I saw this thing on Instagram. It's a class for troubled pregnant women."

He scrunched his eyebrows,"So why are you goin'?"

"Because I'm bored and nosey.. You're always complaining about me sitting in the house", I said.

"I don't think that's a good idea, Nola."

"Please? Please please please-"

"Okay fine! But that means you're stayin' the whole time. Don't call me to pick you up five minutes into it", he said.

"I need to get my own car. But anyways, why would I?"

"Because I've been to every troubled teen class there was when I was younger. Trust me, it's not fun."

"That's because you were actually having problems and you didn't want to be there. I, on the other hand, do so it'll be interesting. Maybe I can help someone", I smiled.

"If they don't say it, don't try to get more information. Stay out of their business personally."

"I don't see why--"

"Alright?"

I rolled my eyes and fell back, my head hitting the pillow. I closed my eyes,"Im taking a nap."

"You didn't answer me", I heard him say.

"Because I can make my own decisions. I don't need to listen to you."

"Then you not goin'."

I groaned and got up out the bed, walking towards the door. When I got to the kitchen, I grabbed the keys. I was going to leave but Jahseh was blocking the door. "Move."

"You leaving without clothes?"

I looked down and I saw that I was still in my robe. "I guess so."

"No. You not goin'. No offense but I don't trust you going there by yourself."

"Then come with me", I whined.

"Hell no", he said shaking his head.

"I promise I won't talk to anyone. I won't talk at all if you don't want me to", I lied. "I need to get out the house."

"Go put some clothes on. I'll stay with you", he sighed walking away, grabbing my hand to take me with him.

"Thank you."

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We walked into the room and there were chairs put into the formation of a circle. We were kind of the first people there other than this lady with a clipboard. I guess she was leading this whole thing. We sat down across from her and waited. 

After about three minutes, more people started coming in. The more people, the worse they started looking. By the looks of it, Jahseh was going to be the only man here.

Then the room finally filled up. There were about 6 girls that looked like they were about 15. 2 of them looked like they were rich so I was wondering why they were here. 5 of them had on dirty or ripped up clothes. Then the last one was sitting next to me. She had red hair that went down her back, green eyes, and freckles. She had a black eye and there were bruises on her shoulders and wrists. Ouch.

"Welcome everyone. Im Natasha and I was once was a troubled pregnant woman. I thought things weren't going to get any better but they did and here I am. Im here to help you. So lets start off with names", the one with the clipboard said.

Everyone went around in the circle and said their name. I didn't bother to remember any of them except the one next to me. Her name was Stacey.

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".... And he left. After I told him I was pregnant, he just disappeared. I never saw him again." One of the younger girls were just finishing up her story. They all had the problems I thought was going on. The baby daddy leaving them, the mama being on drugs, and abusive relationships. It finally got to me and I shook my head,"I'll pass."

"Are you sure?", Natasha asked.

"Yes Im sure. Thank you", I gently smiled.

"Are you her husband?", she asked Jahseh.

"Yes?"

"Hmm okay. Stacey, it's your turn", she said.

"U-um I, uh", she stuttered.

"It's okay, Stacey. Just take a deep breath. No one will judge you. We're here to help", Natasha assured.

I looked back at Stacey and she took a deep breath. "Well it started off so perfect. Me and my boyfriend were so excited for my pregnancy. We'd bought the baby so many clothes, bottles, diapers, everything.. Then..", she stopped, started to tear up. "On his way home one day, he got into and accident.. He didn't make it home."

Now she was full on crying and her leg was shaking. I reached over and put my hand on her knee to try and calm her down. She looked at me and smiled. "After that, I had no money and I was kicked out of my house. I had to move in with my dad because my mama had already passed away. Everything was going fine until he started doing drugs and drinking alot. He was getting very aggressive and always yelling at me. It wasn't long after when he started getting physical which explains all this", she said motioning to herself. "When I try to tell him I want to leave, he starts crying and saying that he's trying to stop. I believe him every time but its just getting worse and I don't know what to do anymore."

When she was done, I leaned over to Jahseh and whispered,"Thats so sad."

He quietly smacked his teeth,"Can we leave now?"

"No."

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When the class was over, Jahseh sped out of there. He's so dramatic.

"Hey Stacey..", I waved walking over to her.

"Hey.. Umm Nola right?", she asked.

"Yeah.. I have to make this quick because Jahseh is really trying to get out of here. Do you have a phone?"

She took out a little flip phone,"It's really crappy but yes."

"I think that we should hang out sometime. I just moved out here and I have no friends", I laughed. I held my hand out,"Can I?"

She smiled and handed the phone to me,"Of course! Nobody ever asks me to go anywhere. I guess because of how I look or something so thank you."

I gave it back to her after putting my number in,"No thank you.. Bye."

"Bye", she waved.

I walked out of the building to the car. When I got in, Jahseh was staring at me. "What?"

"What were you doin'?", he asked.

"Walking over here. I think you forgot that Im not as fast as you", I said.

"Right.. Sorry."

The rest of the ride was silent besides one of his many albums playing. Once we parked, he finally said something,"Please don't go there anymore."

"Why not? I like it."

"I don't", he stated.

"You're not me Jahseh. You can't control what I do all the time. If I want to do somethin', Im gonna do it. Im tired of listenin' to you all the damn time", I said raising my voice a bit. I got out of the car and slammed the door. I walked into the elevator with him following behind me, when the elevator opened for our designated floor, I pushed past him and went straight to the bedroom, closing and locking the door.

He twisted the door knob but it didn't open. "Can you open the door please?"

"No."

"Im sorry for bein' like that. I just want you to stay safe. I don't want you gettin' caught up into their problems..." I didn't say anything. I just stared at the door. I heard him sigh and slide down the door onto the floor.

After about 5 minutes, I opened the door and saw him sitting on the floor. He was resting his head on his arms that were on his knees. He looked up at me,"Can I come in?"

"Yeah.."

He stood up and grabbed both of my hands,"You not mad at me right?"

"Im not mad, just irritated."

"Im sorry", he apologized.

"I know. I understand that you just want me to stay safe. I won't go anymore."

"Thank you", he smiled. "Kiss?"

I puckered up my lips and he leaned down, giving me a quick peck. "Im sorry... Again."

"Okay okay. I get it. It's okay", I laughed.

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