Chpt 9

>< Chapter 9 ><

><Janay's pov ><

No holiday was celebrated by me, I was too busy making all the neccessary arrangements for my due date. It would really help if Zahaire was here because I have no one else, I thought about asking Diamond to come stay with me but decided against it. The less people know my business the better, the only way I may call her was if things got difficult when I'm delivering my baby otherwise my secret stays with me.

My phone rang with Sharon calling again and I ignored it, she has not taken the news that I have been doing class virtual nicely and has been hurling threats left, right and centre. She wants to know where I am and threatening to ask for a refund of the Second semester payment. I told her she can do whatever, I was tired of her ruling my life and not in a good way. I'm almost nineteen I need be done with her, she hasn't done anything but be promiscuous in front of us.

I felt utterly unsure of my life, I dashed away the tears that escaped. "I'm focusing on myself and my baby fuck Sharon and fuck Zahaire," I said and went to wash my face.

I took no calls from Kaylee or Kalina, I didn't want to hear anything that would upset me. I was waiting on the uber to take me to prenatal clinic two days later when I began getting cramps, I took up the bag and hurried out of the house and down to the section of the road. The driver took one look at me and hop out of the car, I told him I decided to take a walk but started feeling cramps. He took me to the hospital and in an hour I was holding my daughter in my arms, I was so happy.

A day later I was taken home by an ambulance, they were surprise that I was living alone, I thank them and went inside with my bundle of joy. It was a painful task to mount and dismount the stairs for the next few days, but I push myself and suck up the pain. I hated Zahaire so much I hope I'll never see his face again, I love my baby but I think I want to get pregnant again.

My phone rang with the Guyana area code and I hissed my teeth and promised myself to go and purchase a new sim card after all I was done with Sharon and everyone. I read the texts from Kaylee and Kalina.

๐—ž๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ:~ ๐‡๐จ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ? ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฆ๐š ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ž'๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ฅ๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐.

๐–๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ? ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐’๐ก๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ง ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ.

๐—ž๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฒ:~ ๐‹๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž, ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ .

๐‚๐š๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž?

๐€๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ค?

๐‡๐จ๐ž, ๐™๐š๐ก๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž.

I hissed my teeth and scrolled to Diamond's texts. ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐š ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค.

๐๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฌ?

My phone began to ring and I answered the strange number.

"Hello, I'm calling from the adoption agency, I'm seeking to speak with Janay Jenine Jefferson."

"You're speaking with her. Is there a problem?"

"How are you?"

"I'm doing great, thanks."

"There's a missing person notice out for you so we are just checking, I'm surprise you answer when your foster mom says she hasn't been getting through to you. I would like you to come in to answer a few questions if you're ok with that?"

"No, I'm almost nineteen and I've not been accepting Sharon's calls because she's pernicious and controlling. I'm fine thanks for calling."

I switch off my phone and got ready, I took my baby and drive straight to buy a new phone sim card. I grab some fast food on the way back home and after eating I cuddled with my baby. When I got up I did my assignments and send the in, then did my homework. The next morning I got everything set up so I could attend to my baby while attending class online.

The doorbell rings and I was frightened, no one has ever came to visit me. I tiptoed to the door feeling a bit scared and saw a police vehicle parked out front. I opened the door to the officer who stood there and greeted him pleasantly.

"Hi, good morning."

"Good morning, we're searching for a Janay Jefferson," he said while a female cop stood a feet away looking on.

"I am," I told him.

"We would just like to ask a few questions and then we'll be on our way," he said.

"Ok, sure," I said.

"May we come in?" The female officer asked and I replied with a yes.

There eyes were all over the place as they came in, I was told that the hospital had already figured. They basically just wanted to know if I was truly missing or if I was being held captive, they enquire my Ajanay's father and I told them he wasn't here in the States at this time. I really didn't want to tell any lies that may implicate me or my baby in the long run so I gave them Zahaire's name. I breathed a sigh after they left then took a short walk to the back of the yard.

I turned and saw a curtain shift by a window in the upstairs apartment next door, I was in need of the cool air so I just kept walking with my baby clutched in my arms beneath my pullover. Feeling much better I walked back inside for my evening classes, I read the two messages sent from two fellow classmates asking if I was the Janay that was missing because I look like her. I browse the media apps and saw a photo of me with the word missing boldly written beneath it.

My door bell rang again that evening with Teon standing at the door. "Oh thank God," he said.

"Zahaire is going mad, he sent me over here," he said.

Remembering the neighbors I opened the door and let him inside, he looked around and saw the baby in the rocker. He smiled covering the lower half of his face, then he said and asked. "He doesn't know you already have baby, what's wrong with your phone?"

I was saved from answering by his phone ringing, he answered it and I knew that it was Zahaire. "I'm admiring a gorgeous little baby," Teon crooned.

He turned the phone on Ajanay and I just sighed, I sat down on the couch while Teon continues on his video call turning the camera on me and the baby. When I finally look on the phone as he held it on me I saw Zahaire, he looked different tired and older.

"Hi," he said but I did not reply, I just looked away.

Teon gave me a brand new phone then asked if I needed anything, he opted to go shopping and I wrote down a few things on a paper that he took it with him. He came back with a host of groceries, then gave me the money for next month rent, he promise to visit again wish me goodbye and left.

Zahaire called on the new phone that night and I told him pointedly that I had blocked him and that I did not want anything to do with him.

"Stop being angry, I'm doing all I can. Please, what's the matter?" He said and asked.

A woman's voice said something to him and he looked up, he was silent for a while and my heart beat hard as I thought his woman have caught him talking on the phone.

Then he said. "My mother wants to talk to you, she doesn't so fluent as I do."

There was some colour flashes then a woman appeared on the screen, she had a cool dark complexion a shade lighter than me. "Hello my dear," she said.

"Hi," I respond.

"I am Zahaire's mom and this is his grandma, little sister, younger brother and older sister and lastly this is his nephew," while she spoke she turned the video on each individual who waved at me.

"Nice to meet you all," I said feeling awkward.

"We are not doing so fabulous at the moment but we are alive and giving thanks and we're happy to meet you and hope you will accept us for who we are," she said.

It sounded like she was telling me something, I didn't quite understand so I asked. "Why would I not accept you all?"

The phone was being past to someone, the big sister appeared on the phone screen. "Hello, I'm Sharrie. My mother thinks you may not like us because we are poor and we all know Zahaire hasn't told you. We have been worried about you along with him when you were posted missing on the media and he couldn't get you on your phone. I'll be coming to visit you next week because he can't, so I hope you understand," she explained telling me.

"Ok, I do," I replied feeling a little dazed.

"Take care bye," Zahaire said and the call ended.

To be continued...


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