My Emotional Support

Chapter 7

Y/n's Pov

I woke up and saw kentrell staring at me. He closed his eyes and acted like he was asleep. I lightly smacked him making him look at me.

"Why'd you slap me?" He asked. "Because I need to use the bathroom but I need help" I said as I tried to get up.

"Let me help you" he said. I held onto his shoulder as walked to the bathroom. I sat down as he watched me intensely.

"Can you stop staring at me" I said. He nodded and looked away. I wiped myself and washed my hands. I then brushed my teeth.

"Help me shower" I said. "Ima shower with you so it can be easier" he said as he took his clothes off with me.

Once he got in the shower he started to scrub my body.

"Kentrell, I can do it myself, I only asked you to help me shower because I might fall" I said.

"I know but let me do what ima do" he said as he continued to scrub my body. Once we finished showering, we dried up and changed into new clothes.

"Did you bring your own clothes?" I asked. "Yeah" he said. "When?" I asked.

"You were asleep so I went home and brought a backpack with my clothes and toothbrush" he said.

"Oh, can you bring the doctors inside?" I asked. "Why? Are you okay? Are you feeling fine?" He said as he started to slowly worry. I smiled before saying, "no, I just want to ask them if I can leave today."

"Oh, okay" he said as he walked out. He came back in with a doctor. He ran some test on me before saying we can go.

We got in the car and drove home. We entered the house and saw kd and joe talking.

"Shut the fuck up, that's why your baby momma isn't letting you see your son" kd said as he walked away.

I gasped and looked at joe seeing him look sad and bothered. Kentrell walked up the stairs going into his room while I stayed in the living room.

"You okay?" I asked joe. He nodded and looked away. "Are you sure" I asked as I sat down next to him.

"Yeah, its just irritating that-" he started saying but was then cut off by kd saying, "stop using words you can't spell, spell irritating" he said.

"Kd, please shut up right now, you need to know your limits" I said. Kd gasped while he stomped one of his legs on the floor.

"Fine, we're not friends anymore, don't ask for any of my chips anymore" he said as he walked out the house mad.

"What were you saying?" I asked looking at joe. "I was gonna say its irritating because she doesn't let me see Kingston (his son) over some dumb shit" he said.

"Try to call her and talk it out" I said. "You really are innocent" he said as he smiled.

"She's not" kentrell said as he smirked at me. I looked at kentrell and shook my head.

"Give me your phone" I said to joe. "Why?" He said looking at me confused.

"Please" I said. "Fine, but ima go to the bathroom" he said as he handed me his phone and walked away. I went to his contacts and saw a number saved as "crusty ass bm."

I laughed before saving the number in my phone. I went to his camera and started taking pictures of myself. Kentrell came behind me and snatched his phone.

He took a picture of himself before giving it back to me. I looked at the photo and smiled. I really do like him but I don't want to get hurt. I turned his phone off before grabbing kentrell's hand. He turned and looked at me.

"When can we do the things again?" I asked talking about the emotional support.

"Shit, we can do it right now" he said as he licked his lips and looked at me up and down. "Okay, let's go to your room" I suggested because he made his room sound proof so no one would hear me talking.

We walked to his room so he locked the door and pushed me down on the bed. He hovered over me and was about to kiss me before I pushed him off.

"What are you doing?" I asked feeling shocked. "What do you mean?" He asked.

"Aren't we gonna talk, you know, the emotional support thing" I said. "Oh, sure I guess" he said as he scratched his neck.

"Okay, but this time can you actually give me advice?" I asked. "Yeah" he responded.

"Okay so I've been feeling kinda sad and I've been contemplating on whether I should just give up, like on life because I just got a call not to long ago saying my parents died in a crash but they never cared about me and I never want to see them but I'm still sad. I haven't talked to my family in years because they'd always exclude me and were always so toxic. I've also been thinking about drinking but that'd break my 5 years of being sober. I just feel like I'm slowly letting my feelings take over me" I said as I sat there not even crying.

"Well maybe you should try to reconnect with your family and if they're still toxic then just drop them. If you want I can help you try to stay sober by taking any drugs or alcohol out of the house. And I'm sorry for your loss" he said as he pulled me in for a hug. I hugged him back feeling numb but happy that he'd help.

"Let me see your wrist" he said out of nowhere. "Why?" I said getting defensive.

"Just let me see it" he said trying to grab my wrist. "No-" I started saying but was cut off by him saying, "if you're not hiding something then let me see them" he said.

"Fine" I said showing him one of my wrist. "See, there's nothing" I said.

"Show me the other wrist now" he said. I sighed and showed him my wrist.

"Why do you have all those cuts?" He said as he looked at me. "Because I fell on glass" I said. "But you landed on your stomach and you wrists didn't have those cuts when I helped you shower" he said.

I pulled my wrist away trying to get up and walk away but he grabbed my arm. I hissed in pain feeling him touch my cuts.

"Sorry" he said. He pulled me in by my waist and hugged me. He then picked me up and layed me down on his bed. We got comfortable so we fell asleep.