Chapter 16

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Byron
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"Jovan is coming to get you so get your stuff together." Vie told me. I didn't want to go back.

Jovan would just be yelling at me and telling me how everything is my fault. That I need to do better and shit. The only reason I was with those niggas that night, was because Jovan already believed that I was hanging out with them so I actually did.

I swear, Jovan doesn't love me. He just happened to get stuck with me.

I packed up all my things which wasn't much. I had 4 shirts and 2 jeans. I really did need to be back home.

I did like it here, though. It was fun to hang out with Amina. She was funny. I never thought I'd like children but she changed my mind.

"Vie, can I come over tomorrow? I have a lot of assignments to do." I asked and she smiled.

"Yes you can, Byron." Vie patted my shoulder. I waited on the couch for Jovan to bring his ass to pick me up. If he was going to yell at me, I'll yell right back. I don't give one fuck.

Iva and Jovan came into view as the door opened. Iva greeted me but Jovan just stood there. I said my goodbyes to Mini and Vie then walked out the door without saying a word to Jovan.

If anything, he owed me an apology.

We didn't talk on the way to our house and I didn't plan to speak to him either.

As soon as he put the car in park, I rushed out the car and into the house. I needed to take a shower and be left alone.

It's not like he was going to ask me how I was doing. He was going to blame everything on me as if I wasn't the one who was shot. The only person who cared about how I felt was Vie. And I don't even trust her.

I walked up the stairs at a fast pace.

"Byron, we have to talk." Jovan called from downstairs.

"If you're not going to apologize, we have nothing to talk about." I replied, still walking up the stairs.

"Get your ass down here and let's talk." He said seriously. I took a deep breath and walked back down the stairs.

"What do you wanna talk about?" I really just want to go to sleep in my bed.

"You can't be mad at me forever." Was this his version of an apology?

"Oh really? Watch me." I directed myself back up the stairs. If he really thought he didn't owe me.an apology, he was crazy.

I stomped up the stairs and slammed my door shut.

No one cared. No one cared toa so me how I felt when I was shot. No one cared to ask me how my day at school was.

Because it was all terrible. I just want to die.

Everything seems too hard and. Everytime a hear a loud noise I think about me being shot. Everyday I wake up and look in the mirror and see my scars.

I feel like a burden to Jovan and literally anybody else around me. I feel like Jovan hates me.

Probably since I was 5, I never heard him tell me he loved me. He thinks he's the only one who lost our parents. When I vividly remember the last time I ever saw my parents.

No one bothers to ask how I'm feeling.

Except Vie.

But she was weird. One moment she was nice and the next she was a control freak. I watched her control her own sister.

She dictates everything honestly. If there is something she doesn't like, she'll make everyone stop what their doing to fix it.

I don't want to tell her how I'm feeling because she's not trustworthy.

I wasn't even sure if I wanted her to help me with my college shit anymore. I wasn't sure about anything.

The only good thing that came out of me staying with Iva and Vie was spending time with Mini. She's less annoying than these grown adults.

Which is saying a lot.

If Iva and Jovan were going to continue to date, I hoped Vie didn't get in the way of that shit. She seems like the person who needs to take a step back from other peoples' business and focus on her own.

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