Zonnique 💙🌺
Last night was fun. First we played Trouble and Monopoly, then played the X-Box, then Just Dance, all 6 of them.
Her house is soooo big. She has 3 guest rooms, 3 bathrooms, a gym and pool room. Plus 2 master bedrooms! "What's in there?" I motioned to a door I'm just noticing. "Uh nothing. Um, why don't we go out and get some breakfast." She tried to change the subject. I tired to open the door. "Stop Bahj, just let me open the door."I said as Bahja tried to move me. "No babe, I meant Zonnique, look let's go out of the house. I'm hungry." Although it was a struggle, I managed to get the open. I looked around the room. It was all of our old stuff. I walked over to the dresser and saw a bunch of pictures of Bahja and I, when we were younger. I picked up a picture from when we were 17. Bahja's arms were wrapped around my waist while I was holding her cheeks kissing her. I miss this so much. I don't think we'll ever be the same. I turned around to her standing in the doorway. "I couldn't keep it all in my room, it was just" She paused taking a deep breath. "too much. Do you know how hard it was to try to contact you with no lucky for 7 years! I missed you, I wanted you, I needed you but you left. After you left I stopped gang banging. About 2 month after I left, my sister got kidnapped. I tried looking for her but, I couldn't find her. She'll still missing and I plan on finding her. But one night, my mom and I were looking for her around the streets, until we got lost. Then the worst thing happened."
Flashback
"Bahja it's too dangerous, I'm not going in there." My mom said pulling my hand back. "No, I'm going to find my sister and I don't care if I have to stay out her all night! I WANT MY GODDAMN SISTER BACK!" I yelled causing a some birds to fly away. "If you wanna leave, fine. I don't care, but I'm not coming home until I find my sister." I walked away pulling my hood over my head. "Bahja, Bahja come back here." She tried calling for me. "Bahja.... Ba.... He.." I turned around and didn't see my mom. "Mom?!" I yelled. "MOM!" I heard a scream followed by a gun shot. Panicking, I ran towards the sound. "MOM! Mo.." I saw her laying on the ground in an alley. Looking at her brought tears to my eyes. Why couldn't it be me. As if I was talking out loud, I heard 2 gun shots and felt a horrible pain in my rib area. I didn't mean literally, god damn! Slowly losing consciousness I felt myself being dragged away. Looking up I saw a big black man put my over his shoulder then I passed out.
End
"Bahja" She lifted my shirt where my scar was. "Bahja, I am so sorry. I'm sorry I left, I'm sorry you suffered, and I'm sorry that I didn't contact you. I'm sorry." She knelt down and kissed the scar. It was a couple years ago so it doesn't hurt. "This was my fault and I'm sorry. If I hadn't left you wouldn't have these." She frowned. "I know that I will never be leaving your side again." She hugged me tight. "I love you so much baby." She stood up straight. "I love you too Zonnique."
