Amirah
April 3rd
11:03am
Houston, Tx
"Go away!" I yelled at Sandra while she knocked at the door.
"Girl you staying in my house," she ignored my request like she's been doing for the past couple of weeks and walked in anyways.
"Uh huh. She's right," I heard Mariah's voice too while I laid under the covers.
"Mimi you can't just lay here forever and cry," Sandra pulled the covers over my head, but all I did was put a pillow over my face.
She soon snatched that away too making me sit up. As soon as I sat up, my head started pounding. Probably because all of the crying that I've been doing. I just felt so broken right now and I didn't know what to do.
I guess the room was too dark because Mariah went over and pulled the curtains to let some sunlight in. Once the light hit the room, I looked around and saw all the tissues that I've used along with all the pictures I had with Brandon tore up. After I found out what he was really up to these past couple of months, I couldn't stay there anymore.
I couldn't sit there and lay with a man who had been lying to me for months making me look like a fool. I didn't even explain to Sandra what had happened. I just told her that Brandon and I broke up and I needed a place to stay until I could get back on my feet. Of course she said I could stay as long as I want and I needed that because my mind was all over the place right now.
The only place I went was school and my desk job since Jackie was on vacation and didn't need me right now. Even when I was at school or work, I wasn't really there mentally; I was just there physically. Once I came home, all I did was cry all over again and sulk in bed.
"Amirah..." Sandra called me by my full name. Her and Mariah both looked at me with so much concern in their eyes that I started crying all over again.
"Mimi what's going on with you? We can't help you if we don't know what the problem is," Mariah said.
"I know it's about Brandon. You've been out of it for the past couple of weeks and now all of a sudden you guys broke up. We're not trying to be in your business, but we wanna help you sis," Mariah put a hand on my leg as she sat at the foot of the bed.
"Yeah sis. We love you and we just wanna help," Sandra sat next to me and put an arm around my shoulder.
I sniffled a little before gathering myself together. They were right. I couldn't heel from this if I didn't talk about it. It would be hypocritical since I always bothered Brandon about it.
"I don't even know where you start," my voice was hoarse since I haven't really talked much.
"Here," Mariah handed me a water bottle.
I took a couple of sips and took a deep breath before I started talking again.
"I never thought he would do this to me. I did everything I could to make him happy and I just wasn't enough," A tear escaped my eye.
"It's alright boo," Mariah assured me.
"I guess I'll start from the beginning," It was only right since I haven't told them any of the problems that Brandon and I were having.
