Instead of responding,I get up from the couch slowly, walk to the hallway and return the call. He answers in the first ring.
Jabari:Jelly?
Frankie:What do you want Jabari?
Jabari:Nothing, I just?—
I wanted to make sure you’re okay.
Frankie:I’m fine. I’m at mi mummy place.
Jabari:Oh. Okay. You feeling better?
Frankie:… yeah.
Jabari:Good. I really didn’t mean
to hurt you Francine.
Frankie: I know that.
Jabari:Next time I’ll be more mindful.
Frankie:There is no next time Jabari.
Jabari:…okay.
Frankie:That’s all you have to say?
Jabari:I don’t want to hurt you anymore, Jelly.
Whatever you want to do is fine with me.
Frankie:Well. I want to stop.
And… I want it to stay between us.
Jabari:Okay.
Frankie:Yeah. I gotta go. Goodbye.
Jabari:Night Jelly.
It was good seeing you today.
After hanging up,I stare at the phone.
The last time I ended things with Jabari, I got an earful about how highly sought after he was and how lucky I should feel to even be breathing the same air as him. But now he sounds satisfied with my decision. I don’t get this man at all and all my head a hurt trying to process any of it.
Well, at least my stomach stop hurting.
My phone dings again:
Za : hey, wya?
It doesn’t matter anymorewhat Jabari wants anyways. It’s behind us now. And my friend comes first.
Me: Mums coming home now.
