“Hey Baby”

Ashley

I think I’m finished. No crap I have so much more clothes to pack. To tell the truth I kind of like the fact that my mom doesn’t care. Yeah I don’t have a mom to be there for me or help me with my problems but hey I’m like free, very free, and I don’t really have to do anything because my daddy’s rich. I do love my daddy much more than my mommy although I see my mom a lot more but not much more, but still more but nah I would choose my father over her any day of the week. Well I would’ve chosen my dad but he’s dead. If my mom died I don’t think I would really care, well not as much as I cared when my dad died anyway. Sometimes I wish that god would’ve taken my mom instead. But anyway I have to finish packing.

When did I get so much stuff, crap, oh yeah when I went shopping. I chuckle at my stupid answer. I pick up a picture of me and my baby, god, I hope my baby can come with me, this is huge for me and I want my love to be there with me when I go for this. To tell you the truth this is like a little test, for me, to see if I’m really in love, because lately, well I’ve been noticing other people, but not just other people, like, oh just forget it. But I do hope this is real, already too many disappointments in my life, and one more, I don’t think I can handle. So I do hope this goes well and I figure out what my next move is.

Well I’ve gone the whole day without hearing my sweetie’s voice I think it is about time my loved one gets called up. I search for my phone throughout my room but no luck. Then I remember my phone was in my black Gucci bag which means, it’s in the luggage. Ahh, this is going to be a real bitch.

After 20 min of searching I have succeeded in my quest of finding my phone and messing up my room once again. And I have to pack all over again which I guess is all right I need to do something to waste time, besides think about my baby for the rest of the afternoon. I press the numbers on my phone I’m so used to dial by now and hear the ringing in the receiver. I just smile knowing that any ring now I will hear my baby’s voice, god I hope this is real, I hear the click indicating someone has just picked up and decide to talk first. And it just comes out softly and lovingly.

“Hey Babe”