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───── ♥ 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙰 𝙿𝙾𝚅 ♥ ─────
*Distant glass shattering*
I jumped up out of my sleep from the sound of glass breaking. I look around the room looking for Kj. He wasn't in bed.
I got out of the bed putting on a pair of his sweats and peaked out the door quietly coming out to see what tf was going on downstairs, I looked over the balcony and saw Kj pacing the kitchen.
I ran down the steps.
"Baby what's wrong?" I said grabbing his face looking at him confused.
He looked at me with low red eyes breathing heavy.He put his head on my shoulder breathing slower. I embraced him not even caring what the problem was. He was upset and that's all I knew and cared to fix at the moment.
He pulled away abruptly going back to how he was when I first came down the stairs.
"Sit down babe you're having a panic attack." I said to him dragging the barstool closer to him. He sat down and started talking.
"They fucking killed my brother." He said putting his head in the palms of his hands.
My heart dropped.
"What are you talking about?" I said feeling light.
"That bitch ass nigga shot my brother." He said yelling.
"Okay, okay." I said getting a glass of water drinking some then sliding it to him.
"I knew shit was going to good." He said leaning back in the chair licking his lips looking as if he was trying to keep himself from crying.
"What do you mean?" I said walking over to him making sure he didn't mind being touched at this moment.
He ushered me over and I sat in the chair with him. He put his head on my chest as I rubbed his back.
"I knew shit was going to smooth from the day I got to know you, you made me feel like this city wasn't all that fucked up. I knew shit in my world was about to collapse. Shit can never work out for me" he said looking up at the ceiling.
I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying. I felt terrible not nothing what to say. I knew he wasn't going to want to hear "everything will be okay, I understand, or this will get better" shit is pointless because even with people in my life being gone shit still isn't okay and nobody will ever understand what pain your going through.
"I gotta go." Kj said pushing me off his lap.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"To the hospital, my bum ass dad don't even wanna go see his son." He said grabbing his keys.
