Chapter 13. Comfort

I am tired of my life. I’m tired of my life! I’m tired of crying!

“Don’t worry. It’s not too deep yet. I haven’t loved you very much yet. We’re not even married. I can still forget you and find a better man. I hope you’re happy.”

I immediately turned my back on him and heard the trash can crash. I know Clinton did that.

I’m tired of everything. I walked up and wiped away my tears.

“I’m so sorry for what happened then, Kylie. Athena and I were done. But I can’t Kylie, you really are, my love. Please give me my chance.”

I looked at Jedd, angrily. Two weeks passed like a flash. In great pain, I lost my tears. In extreme pain I became numb.

Two weeks passed and I left my condo. Claudette was there. I was also mistaken that she was only thirteen because she said she was sixteen and Fourth year of High School here.

She’s been an exchange student for one month from Laybourne High in LA. Mama told me to take a look. That’s what I did. I don’t know b