ZEDADIAH
8:45 am, the next day
Stepping back inside Kiya's apartment I sighed deeply knowing she hadn't gotten up based on how silent it was.
Sitting her food on the counter I grabbed a few ice cubes from the freezer remembering how her mom woke her up.
As I took them to her room I got a call from my sister, Jayla.
"Fuck you want, pussy?" mugging as I accept the call and dropping the ice down Kiya's shirt I left the room
"Morning bitch, Nia wanna talk to you" Jayla rolls her eyes handing off her phone
"Hi, Da!" Nia smiles into the screen waving
"Good morning, Baby" giving a small smile I watched as her face lit up even more
"Mornin! Where you at?"
"Kiya house"
"She wake? I wanna go!"
"Nah but she'll be up soon"
"Come get me"
"Alright I'll come in a lil while"
"Okay, bye" waving she hung up before I could respond
Getting comfortable on the couch and turning the TV on I watched Futurama quietly as I began to roll a blunt.
Five minutes went by before I heard movement coming from Kiya's room.
"Zeddie?" Kiya calls lowly
"What?"
Instead of responding, she came to me wrapping her arms around my neck and resting her head on top of mine.
"GoodMorning"
"Mhm, lemme ask you some real quick"
Moving back she sat across from me watching as I sealed my blunt.
"Why does it take for you to feel something cold to wake up?"
"I've always been a deep sleeper but something happened when I was younger that made it harder to be woken up. I don't know the science behind it but it works"
"So if ya place on fire that's yo ass if you sleeping?"
"Pretty much" shrugging without a second thought she yawns looking around. "did you go to Biscuit World again?"
"Yeah, it should still be warm"
"Thank you"
"Mhm"
Maybe she shouldn't have moved out. Eh
"Are you busy today? It's supposed to be nice out"
"Why?" taking my blunt to her balcony I sat on the patio set she made me buy, leaving the sliding door open.
Glancing back at her as I lit it I saw her scurrying up to her food and join me outside closing the door behind her.
"I was just curious, I have therapy in two hours and before I go there I need to pick up the weighted blanket I ordered from Target"
"Mm"
I watched as she sat beside me leaving a huge gap between us, pulling my head back I said nothing said I continued watching.
She ain't deadass, right?
"Did I do something?" she murmurs covering her mouth with her hand, looking up from the food container.
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Suicide Sisters
Ficción GeneralWhat happens when a suicidal twenty-two year old meets someone who pushes her to be more than her grief. In return she teaches him how to be patient and a better person overall. "Talk to me" "There's nothing to say, I'm fine" Zed stared at her bla...
