MR.GREY WILL SEE YOU NOW - Belinda Louis (read 50 shades of grey .txt) 📗

for the door as Mr.Grey's eyes watched her leave the coffee shop and stood by the bus stop. She looked back and saw him starring back at her. She walked away knowing that her house was a couple blocks sown.

 

 "The next stop is Hoyt Street" said the bus driver as Jaide stroded to an empty seat on the bus. She dazed into the street lights. Turned the bus glass window into stars and Mr.Grey's face was the moon. She spoke to her teacher out of school for the first time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well I wanted to show you guys some pictures of the Characters :)

 

 

     Jaide hugged her dad as he opened the door to her new apartment. She grabbed the keys from him.

"I'm only 18. I've been wishing for this since I was like what?" she looked at her fathers facial exppression and hugged him once again " I was like 12?" Jaide and her dad laughed out loud together. Echoing the streets of Flatbush Ave. 

"Yea ok. Enjoy pumkin. Enjoy it. Enjoy the most precious gift you've ever gotten" he began to cry as Jaide rubbed his arms "well from me of course" he smirked

"Happy Birthday Jaide. Your growing up so fast." he ran his fingers through her long thick hair and hugged even tighter.

"I know I've been away for a long time but promise me you'll be ok all by yourself" he gently placed a kiss on her forehead

"I will dad. I will. I'll be fine stop worrying" she cried harder. Memories about her dad came crashing in when Jaide inhaled his scent. She remembered that smell. She could never forget it. She remembered the divorce between her mom and dad. She witnessed her mother inject her self with toxic chemicals. She even asked Jaide to take some with her. She was only 11. Jaide's mother started hitting her and blaming for disfunctional marriage on Jaide. Jaide's father left after that and never came again. Jaide reunited with her dad in a random store. She remembered the whole conversation they had in Macy's

"Jaide. My princess is that you?" Jaide stumbled on her words as she saw her father again

"Yea." Jaide's eyes began to flow with tears as she saw her father come closer to give her a hug. She never quite understood why he did it. Why all of a sudden he thought about her. He never called when he left. He never came to celebrate birthdays. He was M.I.A. Gone like the wind. It affected most of Jaide's daily life because when she needed him the most. . .he wasn't there.

That day changed both of their lives forever. They communicated more when Jaide turned 14. The father and daughter bond came back but Jaide will never forget what he did. Until she asked

"Dad what happened?" 

"What do you mean?" he grabbed a beer out of the fridge 

"Between you and mom" she added biting a carrot

"Well..there was a lot that happened Jay" he walked closer to the counter. He grabbed a beer opener and began explaining

"Your mother and I met when we were in College. We were good friends until we told each other how we felt. We dated for about 4 years. We were on and off but we relized how much love we still had for each other after all those break-ups. Then your mother moved away when she was about 23---22 one of those" he aggresively drunk the beer and began harrumping " we later met 2 years after her fathers death. It reuinted us together. She was hurting. She missed me. She loved me and then we were back on. Yes I missed and loved your mother too the same way" Jaide stopped eating her carrots. She engaged herself in his memory as he spoke "she always had this look that made me so proud. So happy to see her beautiul face and I knew she had to be mine forever. I knew that she was going to be my love. My one and only. We got married blah blah. We had you and then when you turned 5 or 6 around that time I did something very terrible" He looked away and roughly ran his fingers through his hair "I did something very unfair to your mother. I told her because she deserved to know when she was my wife. I was still being an immature jackass. She hated me for what I did and I don't blame her. She wanted a divorce so I agreed with her. She wanted happiness. I couldn't hold that back" Jaide sat up. She was confused

 

"What did you do?" Jaide crossed her arms and slouched in her chair

"I cheated. Yeah I'm not proud but it was with your mothers close friends. I hated myself and everything. I needed time to clear my head. It was not easy getting over your mom or what I did but I hurted everyone. I felt like I let everyone down. Especially you. I left because I needed my time to live. Sure I hated missing you grow up but whenever I wanted to contact you she always said no. It was up to a point where she changed her locations, phone line and everything. She trapped me out of your life forever Jaide" he took another deep gulp of his beer and slowly put it down " I never thought she would do something like that. Then I found out what she was doing and things. And on your 15th birthday I came to the house. She wasn't there and I found stashes of crack, cocaine and heroine in one drawer. I thought to myself she couldn't be selling these. She was always against drugs and stuff. I didn't hear her come in. You were in school at the time this happened. She stared and watched me me stare at them. She asked me how did I find them and where she lived. I didn't let her know that. . but what really pissed me off were the drugs she's been taking. She told me she took them because she was depressed. She hated you. Then she said she loved you. So I decided to take custody of you, which I won. I never spoke to your mom after that. It's been me and you ever since" He shrugged his shoulders and finished his last sip of bud-light.

 

End OF Memory

 

"Dad I love you" he nodded his head in response and walked inside with her.

"I'm not coming all the way in. I've seen it already. Multiple times. I just wanted to make sure I got the right place. You are on your own now Jaide until you graduate high school. But everything after that you can do on your own. I am still your father. You can always call me for help, anything Jaide, anything please." he begged. The cold breeze of NYC crawled through the open door. Jaide shivered as her tears began to dry

"Okay dad." she hugged him 

"We'll get the rest of your stuff tomorrow...but for right now you should learn to break into your new place" he grabbed her by the shoulders and stared into her brown eyes. They reflected him. Jaide was another part of him he could see right through her eyes. 

"I'm just around the corner Jaide" Jaide laughed

"Bye dad. See you tomorrow" she quipped. She softly pushed him out. Jaide ended up staying home alone. She started embracing her new apartment. She kicked off her shoes into the living room. She threw her leather jacket and beanie on the kitchen counter. Way to go Jaide, way to go!

 

 

 

 

  T h e  next day Jaide was sitting in the lunch room in one corner by herself. One foot on the seat and the other on the floor as she's biting her finger nails. Cory passed her with a crowd of football atheletes. They walked  behind him through the lunch room like a triumph.

 

He stepped out of the crowd of kids. He interrupted Jaide in her imaginations when he softly slammed his palms on the flat surface of plastic wood.

"Your're always reading a book or writing something everytime I see you" Cory then took a seat. 

"Your're always being one dispruptive individual everytime I'm reading or writing something when you come by" Jaide gave Cory a fake smile as she showed off her pearly whites.

"Cool!" he replied "why though?" 

"Why what?" Jaide shut the book. She watched as Cory picked it up and observed the book from corner to corner.

"Why do you like to do those kinds of things?"

   "It's a hobby. . .well a habit. It's part of my life. Wouldn't read a book if it had no purpose" Jaide snatched the book from him. Cory sat there clueless watching Jaide's movement.

"One more thing" he added

  "What?" Jaide asked. She returned to the same page she left off before Cory distracted her. She whispered the words on the page as she read. She heard silence coming from Cory. She looked up at him back and forth. Page. Cory. Page. Cory.

  "Cory what is it?" Cory snapped out of his memory. He rumbled his fist together into a ball. He locked eyes with Jaide as his thoughts jumped out of his mouth.

   "Your a good spirit you know that" Jaide was creeped out. She looked displeased. She thought about what he just said and chuckled at Cory.

"Cory do you hear yourself?"

"Yes. I know what I said. I'm patiently waiting for you to say thank you" Jaide noticed the serious expression on his face.

  "Thanks" she gumbled. His group of friends wiggling pesos in the air beckond at him to come over. Jaide lifted her head up to see them as they called Cory. He looked back at Jaide and smiled for a second

   "They want you Cory. Go to them Cory" Jaide sounded like a robot. Cory laughed at her. Jaide was speechless when he left. This wasn't like Cory at all.

 

__

 

    Mr.Grey held up a clip board int he air for everyone to see.

"I know it's last period but I was thinking lately about the lesson" He pointed at a picture of a broadway theater which seemed to be located in Manhattan. It reflected so much of Chicago's style.

 "It's Marie Antoinette on Broadway. It has everything to do with what we are learning. It's a class trip. If you want to go please feel free to sign the clip board on your way out. It's this Saturday and I'd love to see you guys on the weeknd" he taped it against the door's antrance.

"You have until Friday to sign guys. Just bring some extra cash of you want to buy something while your there. Tickets are on me!" he pointed the pen to his chest.

The bell rang. Everyone rushed out the classroom. Jaide sat by the end of the window slowly packing her things. She looked around the room for something. She pointed at Mr. Grey's stapler.

"May I please borrow that?" Jaide asked. He handed her the stapler. Jaide stapled her papers together and tossed them inside her binder.

"We got off the wrong foot last night" he said. Jaide looked at him. She inhaled his strong scent.

Jean Paul Gualtier maybe?

     "Mhm" 

"If I annoyed you in any way-" Jaide cut him off. The thought of a trap song Jaide was recently listening to. OG Maco's "Bitch you Guessed it" came to mind. She laughed mentaly.

"No. Just don't worry about it" She tossed her bag over her shoulder with the binder in her hand. She took out a pen and signed the slip. Mr.Grey wasn't paying attention. She watched him curiously then walked out.

 

 __

 

 

   "Baby come lay your head down" Jaide's mother said as she patted her chest. Jaide denied and backed away from her. She was in an office with her mother and a therapist. Jaide's mother opened her arms to Jaide. 

"I missed you so much" said Jaide's mom. The therapist