Reckless

Legend 3

I wouldn't even call this therapy forreal... it was more like talking to one of my boys (except I was paying this dude) but for the most part, it seemed to be working. The dreams weren't happening as frequently, I wasn't as jumpy when it came to loud noises, and most importantly I wasn't putting my loved ones at risk because that shyt that happened with Cody....... Anyway, while Geno (my therapist) was getting off the ground I was making my way down the court and scoring my final points, talking about everything while playing basketball, pool, spades... anything really, though unorthodox was helping which is all that really matter in the end. Geno, also offered some different perspectives that I never really considered, he was coo as fuck too and he knew what it was like to actually go through what I've been through having lost his entire squad when he was deployed. I walked back down the court towards him and he laid back on the court and looked up at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling, but there was a serene smile on his face as he folded his hands across his chest and tried to catch his breath.

"Have you given any thought to what I said?" Geno asked with his eyes closed. See I told Geno almost everything, he knew about my previous relationships and after a few sessions, he felt there was a correlation between my past trauma and Qwantay and I could see how he reached that point. When I first got back and I was with Taylor, I really didn't have any issues and it wasn't until I got with Qwantay that the dreams started and now anytime some shyt went down involving Qwantay, that's when I was on edge the most.

"Yeah, and you may be right.... but that doesn't change the fact that I need help and it also doesn't explain the jumpiness and the anxiety." I said sitting on the floor next to him.

"That comes with the trauma of having been deployed and having been involved in combat, that'll pass or rather you'll learn to live with it and handle it, I'm more concerned about the dreams and triggers. You told me about the incident with Cody and I want to help you prevent that from happening again." Geno said and I agreed, after that shyt happened I almost broke up with Cody because I would've never forgiven myself if I would've hurt him.

"I guess it's like you said, there's a correlation between the dreams and Qwantay.... he's my biggest trigger and I need to confront that and figure out what unresolved issues are still there between us." I said and I knew for one thing the feelings I had weren't romantic, so let me just kill that narrative before it even starts. "But he's out of the city... so I can't exactly confront him, can I? Aight man looks like our time is up, plus I gotta go pick up my mom.... remember I'll be out of the country for two weeks so I'll miss our next two sessions." I said getting up and helping Geno off the ground.

"That's coo.... gives me some time to visit some family and see some of my friends that I've been neglecting. Got this little dude down in Cincinnati that's been dying for some dick." Geno said smiling, from his own lips Geno was a certified freak.... sex was his own personal form of therapy so I could only imagine the kind of trouble he'd get into. I took a quick shower and drove the five minutes to pick up my mom from her therapy session, she was already waiting outside with her doctor when I got out of the car she cut her eyes at me and I got right back in the car.

"I told you about that shyt Legend." She said placing her walker in the backseat and I saw her struggling to get in the passenger seat, I wanted to help her but I also wasn't trying to go on vacation with a black eye. "I can't rely on you for every damn thing so I gotta learn to do this on my own."

"I'm sorry mom, but I hate seeing you struggle and being the good son that I am if I see you having trouble it's in my nature to try to help." I said smiling and she rolled her eyes.

"Except for when it's time to bring the groceries in.... your ass always seemed to disappear but yet... you were always the first one in the kitchen when the groceries were put away." My mom said and I would've challenged that but I wasn't stupid. "Have you called those detectives." She asked it I had to fight back the urge to roll my eyes...