Main Thing

25.

V O T E + C O M M E M T

I can't lie, after my run-in with the cops and them holding me on a psych hold, whatever they gave me while I was there was finally coming down. I was calm, but I was still fucked up about what I said and did to Talia.

We never brought our problems to social media, and I lost my mind and did it in the worst way. Now I had to deal with her rebound pulling out a restraining order on me. A restraining order or not will keep me away from her. Just rewatching our public argument killed me. No matter how upset I was at her, have I ever fixed my mouth to say things like that. I'm jealous and furious about this entire situation.

I made the mistake of never telling the world about who she was to me. In all of the blogs, people were having a complete field day when it came to us. After seeing and hearing how I spoke to her that day, it made everything that she said about me changing open my eyes.

"You alright, bro?" Oliver asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

"Yeah," I grinned,

His brows rose, "you sure?" He asked,

"You sound like my moms' man," I chuckled,

"I mean, she wanted us to make sure that you were good," he told me

"Why wouldn't I be good?" I asked, "I've been taking my medication willingly, and I just feel different, you know."

"Is that a good different or a homicidal different?" Noah asked me,"

"I'm great considering the current circumstances. Why do you ask?" I smiled,

"With everything going on with T, I gotta ask," Oliver said,

"Oh yeah," I sighed deeply, "that," I said, reaching for my glass of water. You see, I found out in the worst of ways about Talia being pregnant. We've been trying for years to have kids, and now she's been with that clown for only a year and some change, and she's pregnant. That would never sit well with me.

People seemed to think that with a few pills that I'd, by some miracle, would be more sane and logical. My therapist seems to think otherwise. He thinks I have a bad case of multiple personality disorder. It was funny when he said it, but in the end, it made sense.

Sure, I'm calmer and think before I act or speak, but that just only meant I had much more time to think and plan. I don't have to lose my mind to get what I want; I'll figure out the most logical way to do so. And while I was locked away in my studio, I had a lot of time thinking about this situation. Instead of picking who I wanted to be, why not just become both? "She's having my baby. I know that for a fact," I said to them, "ain't no way that's his baby bro,"

Oliver sighed, rubbing at his eyes, "how you know that?" he asked me,

"She wants to be mad at me right now, and that's cool because I know my wife." I said, "she was kicking it with me more than she was with him,"

"Aubrey," Noah said,

"What man, why you looking like that?" I chuckled,

"Because bro, I got some paperwork for you today," Oliver said,

"Ok,"