𝘕𝘖𝘛𝘖𝘙𝘐𝘖𝘜𝘚

worthy

unknown pov

it was like moe thought she didn't deserve happiness because of her childhood or her toxic household

they convinced her that she didn't deserve to be happy because of how they treated her.

when she was happy they took it from her.

wether it was a friend, or a best friend, or a lover, nobody was ever able to stay because of them.

there was nothing she could do.

she started lying, and sneaking around because she couldn't tell them anything.

the only one she trusted was her sister and she loved her baby brother but it wasn't enough to keep her there.

she wanted to heal and be loved the right way

but when all you know is toxicity you don't know what healed, matured, beautiful love is unless you teach yourself.

she had her life planned out after she graduated and became an adult but none of that mattered when your parents were the way moe's were.

everything was either a competition or not enough to them because she was the oldest.

she was their first LGBTQ+ child so they treated her badly for being that.

it was always she was "influencing" her siblings to be what she was but that was never the case.

everything she did in their eyes was wrong...

and that broke her heart.. there was nothing she could do.

she was depressed, suicidal years before now, she was done looking for love because they'd never approve.

they didn't know what love was and neither did moe but moe knew what she wanted and she wasn't going to let her parents fuck that up for her.

everyday was an argument, her parents trying to fight her, her mom verbally abusing her because that's all she knew...

her dad treating her like shit for being gay and him being christian.

she wanted to move far away but her siblings were the only reason she'd ever come back.

she refused to let anybody hurt them because she loved them to death.

...

all moe had was music to motivate her and sleeze and key.

"they can't stop you from following your dreams and you won't let them"

moe wanted to do everything for her siblings move out and bring them with her, introduce them to life without being hurt.

but she had to go away first.

she hated the idea of leaving them with them but she had to for college after she graduated.

WEEK 2 OF SENIOR YEAR

moe pov

it was the second week so fashion week was finally the fuck over

weird motherfuckers finally took off the bullshit they called "drip"

i stayed consistent with mine sweatpants, hoodies, cargos, etc. with white forces or my yeezy slides.

who am i impressing? like why would i come to school wearing jordans? shit ain't even worth it.

me and zakari kept making eye contact and it was every time her friend came that i would just put my head down.

i played recognize by partynextdoor and fell asleep

then i felt myself being poked as the bell rang

zakari let out a "we have choir ma'am cmon" and we ended up walking together.

it was different but different nice...

"i think we're gonna start working on music next week so you can go to sleep beside me i won't wake you up unless it's time to go" she said laughing.

"you know she be tryna ride my ass in there i can't even close my eyes longer than two seconds" i laughed.

then somebody happened to bump into us

i'm assuming zakari knew her because she went off...

"bitch you need to watch where you going before i beat cho ass" she sneered at the random female

she walked off scared as hell and i busted out laughing

then she started laughing with me while we walked in the choir room and the choir instructor was already a hard-ass.

she made me and zakari sing the warm ups because we were "clearly ready"

zakari and me practiced and we sounded good together and the choir instructor ain't like that.

me and zakari built a relationship from there.