What happens when two people who are still dealing with past trauma meet?
Both intrigued with one another but afraid to fall.
Will they be able to overcome their fear or embrace it...
Read To Find Out.
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I tossed and turned in my bed desperately tryna stop myself from waking up but lost due to the urge to pee. I simply just gave up & picked my phone up off the night stand to check the time.
6:34am
Fucking perfect. Not even 9am yet. I sighed and made my way to the bathroom to do my business then jumped in the shower. After I finished with my hygiene, I threw on a oversized t-shirt & some shorts just to walk around the house in, then made my way to the kitchen.
Am I hungry? Or do I just wanna eat because i'm up now.
Decisions ... decisions.
It took me about 3 seconds to decide I don't need nothing special, I can eat later so I grabbed an orange and called it a day.
I sat on my small sofa as i ate the orange while looking for something to watch on tv. I currently lived alone in a nice one bedroom apartment...and by nice I meant affordable. Not going to lie though, it was the best thing I ever accomplished for myself. It made me feel like a real adult and the best part was that I did it all alone. I was doing alright for myself considering the things I've been through to get here.
I had no family. Not no one. I couldn't even tell you what my parents look like. I just knew that someone looked at me as an infant an decided that they'll just give me away to the world. Bless my mother wherever she is for at least giving me life but I also have words for that lady who threw me to the wolves. I then was adopted at the age of 6 by a sick family who almost destroyed my life.
As a kid I promised myself that the minute I turned 18 I would get as far from them as I could. I searched for shelters, I looked for jobs to save money and did everything I could to help get me out of my situation but sadly it would be years of abuse before I was finally free of them.
Even though I didn't have family I had two best friends (Jazmine & Aniya) that stuck by my side through my darkest days. Jazmine and I met in high-school; Junior year to be exact. That was a time when I had no friends and it didn't help that my so called siblings didn't care for me either so I was alone everyday. Jazmine was new to our school and didn't know how to use the lockers, I still remember her first words to me. "Hey girl, how you been..ain't seen you in a minute"
I immediately raised an eyebrow as I studied her trying to figure out who she was. In the moment I genuinely tried to guess who she was but then it hit me that nobody even talks to me. So I knew I couldn't be who she thought I was.
"We know each other?" I asked
But that's when she started laughing; "Girl I tried to pretend like I knew you so you could help me with my locker. I don't know why I just was so extra, I could've just asked you for help, but with that being said can you help ?" she asked as she put her hands together in the form of a prayer to say please.
