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🦋Olivia Renee Hayes🦋
Friday, October 16, 2020
I sat down on my couch, waiting for Stokeley to arrive. I cleared some space in the closet and in my dresser for him. I also made some space for him in the bathroom shelves.
We've only been dating for two months and it's not like we official yet but it doesn't bother me that we're gonna be living together.
I'm actually kind of excited.
I mean other people have done worse and I need to be here for him right now. I want to be here for him.
I wonder what could have happened to make him and his mother fight so bad that she kicked him out. And I wonder why wasn't he gonna tell me?
I heard light knocks at the door. I slowly sat up from the couch because my back hurt so bad. I waddled over to the door and unlocked it, opening it to find Stokeley standing there looking like he was fighting back tears.
He had his bags sitting behind him on top of suitcases. I pulled him into a hug, feeling his body relax in my arms.
"What happened baby?" I asked him as I rubbed his back.
He didn't say anything but I could feel that he was crying. I pulled away and grabbed one of the suitcases, wheeling it inside as he grabbed the rest of his things.
I walked down the hallway to the bedroom and walked into the closet, leaving the suitcase there.
Stokeley did the same and walked out of the closet, he walked over to the bed and took his shirt and shoes off before getting into the bed and laying under the blankets.
My heart broke seeing him like this. And knowing his mom was the cause of it just made me dislike her even more.
How could she put her own child out like this? My mother did the same and I will never forgive her.
He turned around and looked at me, "come lay with me. Please?"
I quickly turned off the lights and walked over to the bed, laying down next to him. He grabbed me, laying on my chest as I sat up, rubbing his head.
"I'm here for you, if you want to talk.... I'm a good listener," I told him.
