The Life of Me ~ xxxtentacion

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I left the house somewhat fearful as my parents argued. This was nothing new. I couldn't take it anymore. I walked to the park. I sat on the platform and put my knees up to my chest as I tried to calm down. All of a sudden I heard a step as if someone came onto the platform. I looked up to see a boy around my age. He had dreads that were half blonde and half black, he had a few face tats but nothing extreme.

"Oh my bad. I didn't see you here" he spoke. His voice was kinda sexy.

"No it's fine. I can go" I said as I stood up and was gonna walk back home but he grabbed my hand. I looked at him.

"It's straight. You can stay. We're you clearin yo head?" He says

"Yeah" I answered

"I come here for that too" he related

"Really?" I said shocked. He nodded his head.

"Sit down" he said as he sat down. I sat down next to him.

"Y'know it's okay not to be okay" he looked in my eyes

"What makes you say that?" I questioned

"I can see it in your eyes" he shrugged his shoulders

"What exactly do you see?" I asked

"I see mainly sadness and sorrow but....." he paused on looked deep into my eyes.

"Anger" he finished

"Can you read my emotions?" I asked stupidly knowing he just did

"Mhm. I can just read people. I don't trust too many people that's why I started reading them and it just comes naturally now" he explained

"Oh" I said

"I really wanna ask you what's wrong but you seem like that type of girl that doesn't open up easily" he says

"What's wrong?" He questioned. I looked at him. He just said he wasn't gonna ask.

"I'm sorry. I can't help it" he apologized

"No it's okay but........I'm just goin through it I guess" I assured him

"Oh okay well I don't wanna make you feel like I'm tryna make you talk about when you don't want to. I fuckin hate when people do that to me. I don't open up easily either" he assured me

"Thank god cuz I feel like if I talk about it I might cry" I laughed a little. He chuckled.

"Nah. I wouldn't do that but when people do it to me it's like it triggers all my mental illnesses. My depression psychosis, ptsd, all that shit" he says

"You have those too?" I said. He nodded.

"Well that's not all of them but Whatchu got?" He asked

"Depression, psychosis, ptsd, I suffer from severe stress, I have intermittent anger disorder or IAD whatever" I listed

"Damn shawty we got the same shit" he chuckled and I giggled a little

"I've never met another person who had IAD like I do" he says

"Me either. I was bout to be convinced that I'm the only one" I joked and he chuckled. I laughed a little.

"Yo laugh is cute but I can tell you tend to joke about your mental illnesses" he says

"Yeah" I admitted

"But you can open up to me whenever you're comfortable" he says

"Okay. I will and you do the same" I returned

"I will" he assured me. My phone dinged and vibrated. I checked the notification.

💕Mommy💕
Come back home baby
💕Mommy💕
You and your brothers need to know this❤️

"I gotta get back home" I sighed as I stood up. He stood up too.

"Can I get yo number before you go?" He says

"Yeah" I answered. He gave me his phone and I put in my contact information. He immediately turned his phone back off, not looking at the contact information.

"Ight......wait I didn't get yo name" he says

"Zymone" I answered

"Zymone.....that's.......actually really beautiful" he smiled

"Thank you" I smiled and blushed

"I'm Jahseh" he introduced

"Oooo Jahseh" I expressed dramatically, making him laugh.

"You're laugh is cute" I complimented. Why the fuck would yo dumbass say that. You was supposed to keep that to yourself you fuckin whore.

" ppreciate you" he smiled. We then went out separate ways and I walked in the house. Not knowing what to expect.