Excerpt from "Jada's Journey" by dkWard Copyright '13
When I saw Brandon in Red Lobster my heart leaped, but not for joy. Bad enough he was with another woman, but I couldn’t believe who it was.
“Let’s go, Jada.” Carolyn insisted as she quickly escorted me out of the restaurant and led me directly to the passenger seat of her car.
“Where are we going?” I managed to ask. “Home,” she said, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles were white. “What about my car?” I asked. “We’ll get your car later, Jada.”
When I finally looked up, we were in front of my house. Let’s just go inside.” She said. I was too weak to protest, so I starting digging in my purse for my keys. By the time I found them and got to the front door, she was already inside. I’d completely forgotten that I’d given her a set of my keys in case of emergency. I’d also forgotten how strong she could be in tough situations like this one.
When we got inside, I sat down and kicked off my shoes. “Are you alright?” she asked. “Fine,” I murmured. With that, she went into the kitchen and soon returned with a couple of sandwiches and two glasses of Crystal Light. Food was the furthest thing from my mind. So, I just sat there motionless while she chomped down her sandwich.
After a few minutes, Carolyn began to speak. “Jada, I’m so sorry you saw Brandon with another woman. I know you still have feelings for him, but you know he’s no good for you.
What could I say; nothing. So, I didn’t.
“You know, everything happens for a reason” she continued. Maybe God allowed you to see him so you will move on with your life now that you can see he’s moved on with his.”
“I have moved on,” I thought to myself, but I still didn’t say a word.
“Jada, you’re strong enough to just let this go. So, I hope you do.”
Carolyn was really trying to be helpful, but after a while, I wasn’t listening, and all of a sudden, I jumped up to grab the telephone.
“Who are you calling?” she asked.
“Him!” I yelled. “I’m calling him!” She didn’t know I’d been sitting there seething, plotting. I was fighting mad, and was simply trying to think of my next move.
“Jada, don’t do that!” she yelled back. “Don’t stoop to his level. Don’t give him the satisfaction of knowing you saw him, and you really don’t want him to know you care!”
Just take me back to my car!” I screamed. “No!” she yelled back.
“You don’t understand!” I continued to scream while fighting her for the phone.
“Understand what, Jada!?” she yelled back, snatching the phone from my hand and throwing it across the room.
That’s when I collapsed on the sofa, and tried to calm down. Fighting back the tears, I told my sister why seeing Brandon with another woman hurt me so bad. “That was Tracye.” I cried, “my girlfriend from work.” ~
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