{Broken}

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bro·ken
ˈbrōkən/
adjective
1.
having been fractured or damaged and no longer in one piece or in working order.

Brielle

I sat outside swinging my feet in the pool water. I been missing my family more than usually lately. Honestly it's really depressing. I just wanted them back I wanted everything back. This wasn't fair. Ion even know what I did wrong to deserve this. I wanted to be in my mothers arms more than ever at this moment. I cried wishing I just go back.

-Nate-

I sat at the window still looking down at Amarie. I could tell she was crying. But I was becoming angrier cause none of my plans was working out how I wanted them to. I was really fucked up right now.

I can't even understand why my parents put me in that insane hospital in the first place. I would've been better off without it to be honest. Marie and I would've definitely been in a much better place. Probably had some kids by now.

They asses just be messing shit up and I was tired of it already. I needed to do something about it. I went to my office and started to map out my plan for them.

"Ok now son you gotta go now." My mom came into my room. "No I ain't doing shit." I exhaled my smoke. "Boy stop smoking in this house, Devon." My mom called for my dad and he came at the door. "Tell that boy to stop being so disrespectful and to come on so we could leave." I could here the anger building in her voice. "Nathaniel you heard your mother." I laughed. "Shutup Nigga." I kept smoking.

My father came over and started beating me. I could hear Nyla in the door crying. My father hit me and I got grasp and pinned him against the wall choking him. My mother was trying get me to stop and I couldn't. All his shit all these years was finally getting to me. His ass deserved this. I wanted him dead.

I felt strong arms around me and stop me. I let's go seeing my father fall to the ground gasping for air. I smirked as the police locked me up and toke me down into the police car."

-Amarie-

I got up and walked back into the house. I walked upstairs and saw Nate's office light on. Why isn't he sleep yet it's around 6a.m already. I just went into my room and laid in my bed. I was a lot more than tired at this point. But I couldn't sleep for some reason. My mind wouldn't let me.

It toke me hours of just laying there to finally fall asleep.

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