_______a zaire rivera and maliah pamiera love story_______
4:16 PM
BROOKLYN,NY
SHARED APARTMENT. maliah's point of view .
i walked into the apartment that me and my boyfriend of 8 months apartment. i set the bags that i had from shopping and a few from groceries down on the island counter in the middle of the kitchen. i sighed from exhaustion and made me way up the stairs.
the apartment was so dim lighted. the only light being from the window that came from living room. it was getting late so, even the sun didn't supply much light. i made it upstairs hearing low music come from me and zaire's shared room.
"baby" i said lowly entering the dark room
the room was clean and all the lights and curtains were closed. the only thing that kept the room from being completely black was the two candles i lit before i left after i cleaned the room.
i heard a sniffle and looked seeing a shirtless zaire in pajama pants laying down in the middle of the bed with his head in his hands.
"baby what's wrong" i quickly walked over to him
i slid off my shoes, running to his direction, sitting on the side of the bed. i gained concern because i've seen zaire quiet and to himself but, never have i seen him cry. i sat next to him with my legs curled next to me and embraced him in my arms.
i rubbed his back and felt him break down more into my chest. my heart broke listening to his sobs.
"ta, what happened papi" i looked down at him
"shit not the same no more" he said but, it sounded muffled because of his face still being in my chest
"what doesn't feel the same my love" i looked down at him confused
"everything, this" he sobbed into me
my heart dropped quickly thinking the worse.
"papi, you talkin bout us" i pulled back looking at him
he put his head down, slowly shaking his head
"no, i keep overthinking everything. i'm doing shit ian never do before. i'm thinking and seeing different things and i can't give up because everybody depending on me but, i'm losin' myself" he said running his hands down his face once he finished