His Immense Desires

THE MUM I WISH I HAD

**STEFFS'POV**

It's been two weeks since I last saw Janelle, it was not easy for me when I reported her to the lecturer.

I only did that because I still felt hurt at her words, when she left the class, I was so down, but me, being a strong girl, I masked up my emotions and tried acting strong.

I never knew the lecturer would be so tough on her, I assumed since he's a very young lecturer he would take it easy on her, but it was the opposite.

Janelle was meant to come to class today, since last week Thursday marked the end of her suspension from the sociology class, I wondered why she didn't come to school today.

After lectures, I thought on going to her house but on second thought, I decided to go visit my parents.

It's been a while since I last saw my parents.

I went back to the lodge with the hope of visiting my parents, I got carried away by the breeze and fresh air which sauntered its way to the windows and finally into my room.

I decided to take a little nap, school was really stressful.

**JANELLE'S POV**

"And that was all what happened, i tried apologizing to her but to no avail, she didn't even try listening to me.

She just went so far, reporting me to her lecturer, although I feel her pains, but still, I haven't been going to his class for the past two weeks.

The worst part is that the lecturer feels insulted by me, he thinks I was trying to make mockery of him due to how young he is.

I don't even know how I am going to face him in his next class.

I just don't know", I said addressing Steffs' parents.

Yes steffs' parents, I came here because literally I am so fed up with the fact that I and Steff are having issues.

I know that if I can't talk to her, her parents would probably talk to her.

"Janelle I understand the fact that you are trying to help her from her addiction, we have been trying our best to make sure she quits the drug, but what do you expect when she spent her last thirtteen years with typical Jamaican kids.

Seriously, I was once an addict when I was her age, but her father helped me through with it, it wasn't easy at first but look

she said looking into the

exists between them, I won't lie, I wished I had parents who cared more about the welfare of

I have a whole lot of work to

no, no, no, how can you say that, it's almost 8pm and you

still in Florida where

rape but you could be be manhandled by all these street boys, they could

the puppy look, that made to laugh out

at night sometimes, I crossed my hand to the other side of the table, and clasped her hand, urging her

"Alright, I would definitely do so", I said, giving her a

stopped me, and said, "no baby, don't worry, it's just to warm it up, you could stay here and

subjected

Dad, Mr Douglas had little talk, after which Mrs Douglas came with

cleared the table and went to the kitchen

the sitting room, where

on a spot, trying

her day arguing

threatening, because I still respect the fact that she's

you

thinking about something",

what, is it about Stefflon again?, You really love her",

smiled as a tear

what's that Janelle, I thought we talked about this",

crying, it was a hurtful cry, she came over and brought me to the cushion, after which she started

okay, "do why were you crying?", She

"I-it-its n-noth-ing", I stuttered.

can't be nothing, you can confide in me", she

m-mum",

happened to you mum?",

care about

don't talk like that Janelle, your mum loves you, there's no mother that doesn't love her child, maybe she's just

fact that you are in highschool, so she feels you have the right to do what you want, she just cares so

talk like that Janelle, don't let your emotions get to you, just