Drowning.
That's what I feel like I've been doing for years. My head gets a little above water just for someone to push me under again. For more water to be added over my head. To feel like something is dragging me into the darkest depths to the floor of the ocean. Only to watch the light get father and father away from me the more I sink. It's a constant fight to not the water totally consume me.
"Girl let's go. You know Mr. Giovanni doesn't like us being late," Queen says as we were making our way up the steps to classr.
"Girl he'll be fine. Acting like were in middle school. Knowing good and well, we not," I replies with a slight eye roll.
As soon I enter the room, I walk towards the back of class. Don't get me wrong I pay attention in class, do the work, and participate if need be. But I sit in the back to watch my surroundings.
"Class, listen up today is our last day of class. Most of you in this class will be graduating this year. With that being said I am glad to have been..." The teacher, Mr. Giovanni goes on.
Which is how my whole day went. Teachers were telling us about how honored they were to have us for students. And to hope our future endeavors be great.
Leaving out of my last class I make my way home. Walking up to the front door I hear May yelling. Quickly rushing inside to see what's wrong. I walk in to find my little brother crying in the arms of an unknown man trying to wiggle his way out. The man that's hold him looks to be in his late 40's. The other two looked to be pretty close in age maybe they're about 20 and 21.
I see May, our foster mom trying to calm down the tall men in the room down who were all shouting.
I walk all the way in dropping my bag by the door while taking my shoes off. As soon as I'm in clear view of my baby brother Nico sees he he starts screaming.
"No! Nico want Ro! Nico want Ro!"
I walk up to the man that's holding my brother cautiously. Hoping he hasn't done anything to him to make him cry like this. As I get closer the man eyes snaps to mine. And a rough gasp comes out my mouth as it hangs wide open.
His eyes. Their just like Nico's and mines. That same grayish blue that's almost hauntly bright. Which only shocking because he's a black male.
He sees I'm looking towards my baby brother and he hands him to me. While everyone looks towards me.
"It's okay baby boy Ro has Nico. Your okay. Can you stop crying for me. It's okay," I said trying to calm him down.
He just lays his head on my shoulder and snuggles into me. After he calms down a little he looks up at me and his bottom line wobbles.
"Me was scared. He said he take me. But me don't leave Ro. I love Ro," he says melting my heart.
I look back up because it's suddenly silent.
Only to see the guy that was holding Nico looking right at me along with everyone else.
Looking more closely I realize something that I didn't notice before. The man he kinda looks like me. Well besides me being shorter than his 6'2 height to my 5'5 height and well obviously being a female. I look like his twin. Like a younger female version of him.
"Would you like to hear a story?"
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