Family? #35

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LEYLA

I walked out of my room and knocked on Jay's office door. I walked in and his wife is there. He extended his arm so I sat in his lap laying my head on his shoulder.

"How are you feeling? Aren't you hot with that long sleeve?" He asked to what I answered, " im good just nauseous, and no I am not hot I mean I am look at me but not feeling hot!" He chuckled and kissed my head.

"What do you say if we go on vacation?" He asked. I shrugged. I really don't care. I just want my girlfriend here with me loving all over me. She has been amazing the past weeks... I cut myself while she was downstairs after a little Beyoncé well Bitchyoncé as Kalina calls her now lmao. Anyways she randomly ranted a weak ass apology but ended up saying crazier shit about me. It hurt my soul. It made me realize I should have killed her the first day I walked through that door..

Does this mean she did get to abuse me? She's part of the problem? My traumas?

"Ley baby you zoned out again." I shook my head and apologized.

She stood up getting closer to us. I stared at her, she looks concerned, confused, hurt, like her life is being sucked out of her little by little. It hurts me. But oh well fuck sympathy.

She touched my arm right where the newest cut is and I flinched.

"Oww, don't do that!" I said moving my arms away to Jay's chest.. she didn't say anything, just stared at my arms. I closed my eyes. And the three of us fell on a semi comfortable silence...

JAY
Fifteen minutes of pure silence.

"Leyla?" I shook her slightly but she didn't budge.

"She really fall asleep on me?" Beys smiled turned into a frown. She didn't say anything but slowly touched Leylas' arm pushing the sleeves up carefully. She gasped I gasped and this girl didn't even bother to move. Heavy ass sleeper.

"This is my fault..." was all she kept repeating as she started crying. She never told me what she said. But Kalina told me. I was furious for days to the point I almost put my hands on her. Instead I left. I called Leyla and told her. She demanded I came back. That little girl SLAPPED ME, for almost ALMOST putting my hands on her mother. She said and I quote, " how dare you almost put your hands on her. Thank you for showing you are father first I love you but how are dare you that is your wife, the mother of your children, your ew soulmate. SHES A WOMAN YOU STUPID PIECE OF MAN. Let it be the first and last because if I see or hear about this again... its a bullet in your favorite leg" she winked for the slow ones she meant my penis.
Bey heard everything she said. She was happy on some part, mad I let her slap me but hey i didn't expect it! It was a reality check though.

Nicki hired a family therapist for Ley and Bey. She just started with Leyla, getting all info. While at it she sent Bey to write her feelings down and same to Leyla. What they dont know is she's exchanging them once a week for her to get them to talk about their feelings for each other.

Nicki basically moved in and we don't mind. She has Leyla eating, functioning as a normal human being and got her to finish school. They gave her some tests and she passed them all with 92 to 98 percent so she's a high school graduate. I love their relationship. They complement each other. We eat together as a family thanks to Nicki. I hear her scolding at Leyla because no matter what's going in between her and her mother eating together is important. She goes out to her errands now after a month of being here because she wouldn't leave Leylas side for nothing. So I am guessing she knew about Leyla cutting.

"Jay bring her to our room let me clean her wound please!" I looked at Bey and nodded. She uses "let me" as if I was going to refuse and keep Leyla away.

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