fully is the most painful feeling ever; I would never wish this on anyone.
“Just try to keep your sanity and know things will get better,” Pierre said as he consoled me but little did he know I was already losing half of my mind.
Chapter 8
Jaidyn’s P.O.V.
A month had passed by since I heard the news about Zariah being pregnant with Quincy’s baby and it was a hard pill to swallow. Every day since I found out about it, Quincy has been blowing my phone up. Instead of answering, I would simply send him a text saying I’m busy and I’ll get back to him as soon as I can. I wasn’t trying to avoid him but I couldn’t fathom that I had to be strictly just friends with him. He was moving on in his life with her and starting a new chapter. A part of me somewhat envied that because I wanted that with him so how could I act like everything was okay? When would it be my turn to show my hurt? When can I stop being the bigger person?
“So I’ll see you when I get out of this poetry slam with my girls tonight,” Pierre said to someone on the other line, bringing me back to reality.”Alright Boo I’ll see you then,” he said before he hung up the phone.
“ Whaaat he yo Boo now?” Ava asked after Pierre hung up the phone.
“Damn hoe you kind of nosey, ain’t you?” Pierre asked in return.
“Hey I’m just saying it’s not like you to get…well I haven’t seen you get serious with a man in a long time,” Ava replied back .
“Well people have the right to change,” Pierre replied.
“True, true, Jaidyn what you got to say about this you’ve been quiet since we left the house,” Ava said looking at me. Without giving any eye contact back I simply replied back with, “Nothing at all.”
“What’s wrong with you?” Ava asked.
“She’s just like that sometimes, quiet and keeps to herself when she has a lot on her mind,” Pierre said for me. I was glad he was so understanding of the situation I was going through instead of being judgmental and so quick to lecture me this time around. People always viewed him as being blunt and too outspoken but deep down inside there was a sweet and gentle side of Pierre as well, he just wasn’t so quick to show everyone that side because people can’t be trusted.
“Welcome back everyone. I’m so glad y’all could make it out tonight. We have a very interesting show for you tonight and I must say this list of poets is very long, so sit back and relax and enjoy the smooth ride of soulful poetry,” the host said as the lights dimmed allowing the candles on the tables to glow more. “Our first poet we have coming up to the stage tonight is Jaidyn. As the crowd clapped Pierre and Ava both shot confused looks at me. I looked back at them and pleasantly smiled as I got up to walk over to the stage. “Hello everyone, tonight I’ll be performing a poem I wrote recently called ‘Bitter Sweet Reality.’” I closed my eyes sighed deeply then looked back out at the crowd:
If you looked in my eyes you’d probably see
A vision of a knight in shining armor saving a woman from distress
My mind floats on cloud 9000
Heart skipping beats
Butterflies pinching my stomach
Sweat beads making love to my goose bumps
Every time I feel your touch
Your kisses feel like light rain drops falling in the Sahara desert
That I yearn to dance in
Rushing pure ecstasy chills through my veins
Allowing you to enter me feeling a deeper connection
You put me in positions like I was rehearsing making a baby for you
We were so deep into it
Kisses making me high didn’t want to come down
Your thrusts of lust reassured me you weren’t ready to stop this
“Just try to keep your sanity and know things will get better,” Pierre said as he consoled me but little did he know I was already losing half of my mind.
Chapter 8
Jaidyn’s P.O.V.
A month had passed by since I heard the news about Zariah being pregnant with Quincy’s baby and it was a hard pill to swallow. Every day since I found out about it, Quincy has been blowing my phone up. Instead of answering, I would simply send him a text saying I’m busy and I’ll get back to him as soon as I can. I wasn’t trying to avoid him but I couldn’t fathom that I had to be strictly just friends with him. He was moving on in his life with her and starting a new chapter. A part of me somewhat envied that because I wanted that with him so how could I act like everything was okay? When would it be my turn to show my hurt? When can I stop being the bigger person?
“So I’ll see you when I get out of this poetry slam with my girls tonight,” Pierre said to someone on the other line, bringing me back to reality.”Alright Boo I’ll see you then,” he said before he hung up the phone.
“ Whaaat he yo Boo now?” Ava asked after Pierre hung up the phone.
“Damn hoe you kind of nosey, ain’t you?” Pierre asked in return.
“Hey I’m just saying it’s not like you to get…well I haven’t seen you get serious with a man in a long time,” Ava replied back .
“Well people have the right to change,” Pierre replied.
“True, true, Jaidyn what you got to say about this you’ve been quiet since we left the house,” Ava said looking at me. Without giving any eye contact back I simply replied back with, “Nothing at all.”
“What’s wrong with you?” Ava asked.
“She’s just like that sometimes, quiet and keeps to herself when she has a lot on her mind,” Pierre said for me. I was glad he was so understanding of the situation I was going through instead of being judgmental and so quick to lecture me this time around. People always viewed him as being blunt and too outspoken but deep down inside there was a sweet and gentle side of Pierre as well, he just wasn’t so quick to show everyone that side because people can’t be trusted.
“Welcome back everyone. I’m so glad y’all could make it out tonight. We have a very interesting show for you tonight and I must say this list of poets is very long, so sit back and relax and enjoy the smooth ride of soulful poetry,” the host said as the lights dimmed allowing the candles on the tables to glow more. “Our first poet we have coming up to the stage tonight is Jaidyn. As the crowd clapped Pierre and Ava both shot confused looks at me. I looked back at them and pleasantly smiled as I got up to walk over to the stage. “Hello everyone, tonight I’ll be performing a poem I wrote recently called ‘Bitter Sweet Reality.’” I closed my eyes sighed deeply then looked back out at the crowd:
If you looked in my eyes you’d probably see
A vision of a knight in shining armor saving a woman from distress
My mind floats on cloud 9000
Heart skipping beats
Butterflies pinching my stomach
Sweat beads making love to my goose bumps
Every time I feel your touch
Your kisses feel like light rain drops falling in the Sahara desert
That I yearn to dance in
Rushing pure ecstasy chills through my veins
Allowing you to enter me feeling a deeper connection
You put me in positions like I was rehearsing making a baby for you
We were so deep into it
Kisses making me high didn’t want to come down
Your thrusts of lust reassured me you weren’t ready to stop this
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