Analise
October 28
11:11 am
Aubrielle was now gone and the baby... his little lungs collapsed and he didn't even make it through the night last night. This whole fucking situation was terrible
I haven't been to sleep since yesterday so I've literally been spending all my time deep cleaning the apartment
Trin walked into the living room where I was using the hose part of the vacuum to clean out the inside of the chairs. She turned the vacuum off and I looked at her
"Hand me the hose" she snatched it from me
"I was cleaning"
"You been cleaning nonstop since last night. This house is spotless. Get up"
I huffed as I stood up and put the cushions back in the chair, sitting on it and trin sat beside me. She only wore shorts and a sports bra so her little belly poked out
"Stop looking at me like that. I'm fine" I threw my hand up
"Girl if you don't getcho ass on talkin bout you fine. I know you Ana"
"Well if you know me then you should know when I say I'm fine, that I am"
"No. You just don't want people to be worried about you but too late bitch. I'm worried and you ARE NOT fine."
"Yes I am Trinity"
"Analise you are stubborn"
"And bitch you pregnant" I responded. Trin hit me and I laughed
"Go to hell"
"I'm surprised you ain with Darius right now"
"No I had to come make sure you straight"
"I'm good trin" I laughed
"How is Zoè and Layton?"
"I don't know. Ion even know if they told them yet. I don't even wanna be over there when they tell them. Hell, I don't wanna be over there at all. My momma won't stop crying and blaming herself, autumn been no crying... it's too much crying for me and I don't wanna be sad"
"Where Dre at? I'm surprised he didn't come over here to lay up with you"
"I made him leave too. His people already complaining that I took over their plug so I told him to go make some money or something. I don't need him to be worried about me"
"Well regardless he's gonna worry, whether he's here or not. That man loves you and right now, no matter how hard you wanna deny it, you need all the love you can get. Trust me, grieving is a rollercoaster and genuine support is much needed. Like I keep saying, you not fine. And you know you want Dre here right now so let his ass love on you. Call him" she told me as she stood up and I looked at her
"You know you ain nobody momma yet"
"I'm practicing. Now leave me alone" trin walked to the kitchen going in the fridge
"And you came through with the food. I was so hungry last night and I ate some of that Cajun chicken and some of that rice you cooked yesterday"
I shook my head "I didn't cook that. Dre did"
Trin looked back at me
"Dre? Dre Dre?"
"Yeah Dre. My Dre"
"Your Dre.. cooked?"
"Yeah"
"He cooked actual food other than breakfast food?"
