𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐃

Two

Promise Amaya Walker

Chicago, IL

I sighed looking at myself in the mirror before looking down at the four blue pills that sat on the sink. I ran my hand through my hair growing more and more frustrated. Today ain't no different than any other day, so why am hesitating to take it. I felt my heart ache and my eyes begin to water, why do I cry for no reason at all. I sighed hating the fact that I take pills to prevent me from feeling this way.

"You gon take it or imma have to shove em down your throat?" I jumped turning to seeing Pooh leaning on the entrance of my bathroom with his arms folded looking at me blankly. I stood up straight wiping the lone tear that feel on my right cheek.

"Can you get me a-" He interrupted me by trowing me a bottle of water at me, I caught it while rolling my eyes at him. I picked up the four pills and threw my head back and washed them down with the water. I swallowed and looking at Pooh who was staring at me.

"What you wanna check my mouth too." I said scrunching up my face at him brushing past him.

He didn't respond he only walk towards my bed and flopped on it taking his phone out, I rolled my eye's. Pooh is like my parachute, if I feel like I'm spiraling he's there. Sometimes he knows when I'm about to go off the deep end before do. I just wished would let me do the same for him.

I began going through my closet trying to find something wear. I laughed to my self realizing my wardrobe consist of only one color, black. I ain't no emo bitch or nothing, black is just simple and goes with everything.

"You on my ass bout my pills you took yours?" I asked turning my head looking at Pooh who laid in the same position looking bored.

"Tamika wasn't gonna leave work with out watching me take em." He said scrolling on his phone.

"Aye tell Lavender ion wanna talk to ha ass no more, maybe if it come out ya mouth she get a fucking clue." He huffed.

I scrunched my face up, "You told me ya'll been stopped fucking."

"We did," He said "Yesterday." He tucked his lips on smirking.

I mugged him, "You an asshole."

"I told ha ass if we was gonna fuck, it was gonna be straight platonic," He shrugged "She caught feeling and that ain't my problem." He shook his head.

I sighed shaking my head knowing he wasn't trying to be mean, thats just how he is. He's upfront blunt and sometimes emotionless. He forget sometimes the not every one reacts and acts the way he does which causes a-lot of feeling to get hurt.

I left him in my room as I went in the bathroom and got dressed, as I began putting on my shirt when I got a notification on my phone.
                                       Sahari🦋
I'm outside
The door open
Read 12:30am

I locked my phone as I continued to get dressed, for the past couple of weeks Sahari and I began to grow a bond. Behind that serious and defensive exterior she's a goofy ass person, she had a dark Sense of humor and if I wasn't related to Pooh I would be scared of her. She real defensive I complemented her about her hair one day and she bucked her eyes at me saying, "What you trynna say." In the most aggressive tone. She seems to always has her guard up, literally making it impossible for anyone to get close to her. That seems to be the point though.

I started fixing my hair when I heard her voice, "oh sorry, Promise here?"

"I'm in here!" I yelled from the bathroom.