Chapter 41
Sylyssia POV
As I drive I couldn't help, but notice Jailain had gotten strangely quiet after hanging up the phone with my secretary Azayaha an African American Muslim woman who I had hire as my secretary when my business was beginning to take off
We also messed around for a little while, but it all stopped when she met her boyfriend and girlfriend and had gotten engage to them I cut it off since I have no time playing the other lover and then my life turning into some spinoff of a Love and Hip Hop Atlanta episode
"Baby are you okay?" I ask calmly as to not tread on thin ice with her at this time
"Sylyssia." Jailain said and I wince noticing the tone in which she said my name
"Lord protect me for I not know the strength this woman may have, amen." I quietly released a breath I wasn't even aware I was holding
"Yes baby?" I question keeping my eyes on the road trying calm my anxiety and the dangerous pounding of my heart
"Shit did I bring my inhaler?!" I ask my self trying to keep a light head before we wind up dead on this interstate
"We need to talk once all this is over." Jailain says which made my anxiety skyrocket through the roof
"O-Okay b-aby." I said as calmly as I could and failed and she quickly looks at me
"Sylyssia pull over right now." Jailain says and I look at her
"But my store!!" I shout feeling like my lungs were going to explode with each breathe I took
Sylyssia Amouria Grant pull over this instant." Jailain says her tone was deadly, but gently I sigh giving in pulling up to a near by gas station called Cisco cutting off the car
"Get in the back seat with me." She says opening her door closing as she got in the back
"Baby this ain't the time for a quickie-"
"Stop questioning me and get back here now Sylyssia." Jailain says
"Yes ma'am." I said submissively not wanting to piss her off I get in the back with her and she grabs my head laying it on her chest I could feel and hear the steady rhythm of her beat which slowly calms me down and my lungs begin to feel as though they are not on fire anymore
"You left this at home." Jailain says motherly my inhaler coming into view
"She remembered my inhaler?" I ask myself seeing as no other person on this earth remembers my horrible asthma and anxiety, but she does
"Take three pumps." Jailain instructs me while massaging my scalp with her soft hand as I inhale the extra air waiting five minutes to do the next one till I was done with a three
"Now tell me how to get there because I don't trust you driving right now." Jailain says and I comply telling her the directions as she takes control behind the wheel and we're back on the road