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It is just deeper than friendship. Now let's keep it awkward. I think we're ready for it, yeah, mmm 👩🏽❤️💋👨🏻...
Jahi Briar Carter
CONTINUED...
" Kiran why you so gotdamn' quiet-" I looked over seeing her tracing cuts that were on her wrist. They were not new cuts they were old ones. We were at a red light. I grabbed her wrist, "When did you do this?"
"It was like a month ago. No need to get concerned." She mumbled snatching her hand away from me. Her different mood swings didn't bother me like I thought they would.
She has the perception that everyone thinks she's crazy but partially it was caused by her disorder. "The light green." She quickly spoke closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.
I started back driving noticing I was there too long. "Happiness is temporary." Kiran blurted out.
This was the time of the day she would either think of dark notions or say them out loud clearing her mind and not caring who was around.
The only thing I could do is listen. "Half of the time I force myself to be happy like everything is okay. I just pretend. Hide most of everything instead of feeling what the fuck I suppose to feel." She talked to herself and faded away not being aware of the stuff she was saying in front of Jahi.
She slouched down in the seat still staring at the window. I couldn't believe that I still admired that she naturally didn't care about her image regardless of who was around, but it's sad because she was slowly losing herself every day.
"I turn right?" I asked turning the signal light on. She nodded sitting up to see since she was so low.
"Kiran... I know you probably don't remember this. This shit was so long ago but you were talking in yo' sleep saying "I wish I could be happy" What was that about?" I asked out of curiosity. She slightly grinned before speaking.
"That was the last words I said to her prior to her being shot." Kiran cleared her throat while sniffling trying not to cry in front of me. Sadly that didn't go by and she immediately broke down.
Kiran thinks I'm about to let her go to nigga house to deliver him some news about his babymomma when she is this broken.
"I'm s-sorry I didn't mean to make everything sad." She struggled to say as she panicked. I'm glad as fuck I was pulling into her driveway because if I can't deal with shit that in traffic or driving.
