I caught Amia as she stumbled into my house, struggling to close the door and hold her up at the same time. Once I got the door closed and locked I lifted her up with my other hand.
She giggled "strong" she spoke making me shake my head.
I helped her upstairs and sat her down on the bed making her sigh and start to take her stuff off. I just tried my best to ignore it because I know if she was sober she wouldn't be doing this.
She wouldn't even be here with me right now.
"Why are you being so quiet?" She asked me, taking my hand from my side.
I shrugged "I don't have nothing to say" I told her and she nodded.
It got quiet again before she started to cry making me raise an eyebrow.
"Why are you crying?" I asked her.
"Because you're disappointed in me because I'm drunk" she told me and I shook my head.
"I never said that" I told her.
"But you thought it" she told me making me shake my head again.
"No I didn't Amia, stop crying" I told her and she nodded, trying to stop crying.
"But you didn't even say you missed me like you usually do" she told me, crying more.
"You know I missed you" I told her, wiping her face.
"Stop crying" I told her again and she nodded, laying her head on my stomach.
I looked down at her, putting my hands in her hair before she started fucking cry again.
"Amia what's wrong now?" I asked her.
She's just so emotional right now.
"I have to leave you in the morning" she told me making me sigh.
"You don't have to" I told her and she nodded.
"I do, we just don't work out you're too aggressive and you like everything your way and I don't want to do things your way" she told me.
I wanted to tell her that's not how it would be this time around but I can't promise her that. Just looking at her I get possessive, I don't want no one else touching her or talking to her if there's even someone else being around her it makes me angry.
"So I won't see you anymore?" I asked her and shrugged.
I sighed "I know you drunk as fuck so you probably won't remember our conversation in the morning but I just want you to know that I'm trying Amia. I just can't do it, I can't see you talk to other dudes or just be comfortable around them in general, it makes me uncomfortable" I told her and she started to cry...again.
"But I want to be with you Jahseh."
"Then be with me" I told her in a duh tone making her shake her head.
"I can't because you'll start hitting me again, it'll be stupid to go back to that. I've already lost my mom I can't lose Jasmine" she told me making me nod.
"I'm sorry, I can't promise you I won't get mad or violent when things happen" I told her and she nodded.
"So we can't be together anymore" she sighed, speaking in realization to herself.
"It's over for real?" She asked, looking up at me.
I sighed and moved her hair out of her face, nodding.
This hurts, she probably won't remember this shit but I will. It's taking everything in me not to lock her in here.
She slid her hand to the rim of my boxers making me shake my head and move her hand.
"You're drunk" I told her and sucked her teeth.
"Well can you hold me?" She asked and I nodded.
I moved from in front of her and got in the bed with her. She laid her head on my chest and I put my arm over her before she started to sniffle.
"Please stop crying Amia."
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