12. GALA TIME

As I rolled around in bed, I could feel a set of hands stroking my hair softly, and I could hear a soft voice shushing me, trying to get me to relax. I assumed that it was Kendra keeping me company after what happened in the club on Saturday, seeing as it had been difficult to enjoy my sleep since it happened. She had been sleeping in my bed and would always wake up beside me, and I welcomed her company wholeheartedly.

“There, there, baby. It’s all alright,”

Though I was still sleepy, it was already morning and I wasn’t that deep a sleeper. I heard the voice that was sweet talking me and I knew immediately whose voice it was; it wasn’t Kendra’s.

I opened my eyes and saw Jolene sitting in my bed, holding on to me like she actually cared about me. For a few seconds, it felt nice to have my mother being a mother to me, but then I remembered our history and it reminded me that I couldn’t trust her.

“What the fuck are you doing in my bed, Jo?” I asked, rolling out of my mattress as quickl