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After I sat down beside him we were in the same holding position for a while. I just let him cry in my arms without him having to apologize for how he's feeling.
Most dudes don't even show their tears or emotions because they're afraid of what people may say because for some reason people think it's them being weak. It's nothing wrong with a dude crying especially in a deep situation. It's important not to judge someone because of the way they express themselves.
I'm not even mad that he pulled a gun out on me if that makes sense. I'm just feel sorry for him because it shouldn't have even gotten to this point.
"You got a family now, I don't wanna hold you back when you trying to move forward." He admitted.
"I really did mean what I said and I hope you take into consideration." I said....not most of it but you know.
"I shouldn't have did that, taking my anger out on you." He mumbled.
"Come on, stand up." I held my hand out and we walked downstairs to the kitchen.
I let go of his hand and grabbed his pills and a water bottle.
"Can you take your pills for me please?" I asked softly and and he took his medication and swallowed his pills with the water.
He held on to the water bottle as we walked to the living room and sat down. He put his hood back on and laid his head on my shoulder.
"Start from the beginning, but think about it first." I said.
"The night of the dinner, I just wanted to make you feel mad. Then, shit started to get worse when she said something about our baby. You left and you wouldn't answer my questions. So, I was just overthinking that whole time."
" I started to lose myself when I realized I couldn't talk to nobody else and the one person that I wanted to talk to didn't even wanna acknowledge me when I did nothing wrong."
"I started to lose interest in the club so I just popped up every once in a while just to check on things. Being around a lot of people I was feeling paranoid. I felt like everybody knew what I was going through and I felt like they would just come at me but it was just the voices." He explained.
"What would the voices tell you?" I asked softly. It sounded crazy that was i even asking that.
"It was multiple voices at once telling me how nobody cared about me or for me and they kept judging me and throwing my situations in my face and it wouldn't stop." He answered.
"And that's why you started drinking cause when you're drunk you feel free right?" I asked and he nodded his head.
"And after you came by and explained everything that made things worse for me. I ain't have nobody to turn to about this stuff so I just kept it to myself."
"And you saying that I could've called or texted you but it didn't feel that way. You acted like you wanted nothing to do with me and I don't even know what I did wrong." He continued.
"I'm sorry you felt that way." I said.
"When's your due date?" He mumbled.
"The doctor said I can give birth any moment now actually." I said.
"Are you happy?" He look in my eyes.
"I am..... you know when you get a feeling like something is too good to be true?" I asked.
"Yea....it's getting late." He said and we broke eye contact.
"You gone be okay?" I stood up and he did too.
"Yea, thank you." He walked me to the door.
"See you later okay." I said as I walked out and got in my car. _____________________________________
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This was just an insight on Langston's mindset and what's been going on with him. Y'all finna hate me for the chapters coming 🙇🏽♀️🌚
