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Angelic POV

I haven't seen Michael in any of our regular routines today, of course I wasn't gone talk to the nigga and I for sure knew he wasn't gone talk to me

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I haven't seen Michael in any of our regular routines today, of course I wasn't gone talk to the nigga and I for sure knew he wasn't gone talk to me. He probably at home mad or something and refuses to come out and learn his natural instincts which is to be one with the forest and protect his mother, if it comes to this island getting attacked, you had a bad day and I know I whooped his ass, but he deserved it.

He needs to respect the unknown and make sure he nurtures it, it's like everyone comes into the world not knowing and instead of being kind and gracious with people who made the same mistakes they did, they want to take revenge on someone that was supposed to learn from them and gain knowledge from but gained fear and no individualism because that's what they had learned from their parents, passed on ignorance is the worst and is a deadly disease of old niggas hating on a young nigga.

Every life is different, if you made a life, make sure you know that every decision, they make isn't a reflection of you, if you did your job but you can't stop what's meant to be or meant to teach them the world. Why not give someone emotional validation when they need it, why separate yourself and abandon someone and make them feel worse when you all can bond over similarities, this is more so a question for Heaven's mother for treating her daughter like that, that day, it really triggered me, I know Ms. Johnson not a saint so trying to look down when you know damn well your closet got all the skeletons is crazy.

His sister not slow, she is a very smart women and scared, and aren't we all, but I know for God damn sure she isn't supposed to get up and think about a damn man, when she don't even know us, how to appeal to us, how to treat us, unless she finds someone she really wants to do it for and doesn't feel silly, disgusted or funny about it, something natural not forced like these weird ass sexual politics in woman and men that make woman have the most pain and fear with how to deal with us and the most judgement from other woman that didn't deal with us correctly either. We are all kings and queens but only if we take the time to learn that we are all different and we all have to fall to get up.

Me and Leonardo were at training camp and of course we passed the girls on the way here as usual, and they started gossiping and I was trying to ear hustle, but I couldn't hear a thing and it felt off an unusual as we passed, I looked into Heaven's eyes and they seemed like they were feeling up with tears at the brim, I just didn't understand, we didn't even say our regular greetings today, I was so confused what had I done.

"What was the girls talking about?" I asked Leonardo as we brushed up on our skills.

"Where Michael at? We haven't seen him since yesterday, I mean he could be popping up late but who knows, he was pissed when he lost that fight to you." Leonardo said as I thought maybe I shouldn't have been too brutal, but the nigga wasn't gone spare me either when he cut my cheek with his sword, I don't want to feel remorse or sadness for something he needed to hear about his self when it came to multiple things.

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