smb daughter needa put ha titties in my mouf...like pop a titty bae...just one so i suck it😓
trigger warning
mentions of rape, abuse, killing.
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eziah l.j.
march 1st, 2019.
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i stared at myself in the mirror, observing my outfit. i liked it.
it was simple, a graphic tee and some camo jorts with just some jordan 3's. i was just getting dressed for a therapy session..i didn't always like it but it was cool i guess...
"eziah...baby what are you doing?" my unc's worried voice spoke behind my door.
"i'm sorry i was just..thinking" i slightly smiled as i opened the door to reveal his worried expression.
"eziah...answer this question for me, okay?"
i nodded and he walked into my room.
"do you really wanna go to this therapy session?" i shook my head.
"why- because it gets overwhelming telling somebody who could be shaming me or even judging me inside their head. i see the way she looks at me unc, she thinks i'm..."
i paused...this therapist i had judges me. all the time, that's why i don't feel like going, cause how are you going to be a therapist and judge your patients?
"she what eziah? tell me ej."
ej...that was his nickname for me.
i again paused before speaking,
"she thinks i'm disgusting, everytime i tell her abt how bad that man hurt me and did things i could never wish upon anyone, did to me she'd look at me with disgust-
i'll have a word with her, don't worry ej."
present time, august 3rd.
eziah l.j. continuing...
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ej...that's the name he'd call me all the time. i missed my uncle so much..he was like a real father to me.
i messed with the bracelet that had his name on it.
all the memories of him flashed within my mind, and i couldn't take it as i sobbed. he wouldn't even be able to see his grandchild, if he didn't go missing ezio wouldn't be where he is now. i just wanted to hug him one last time.
the hallway light turned on and at the end of the hallway was both kory and j. they looked relieved when they saw me in the corner of the hallway but that look of relief turned to confusion and worried. "mama, why you just standing there? we thought someone kidnapped you." she dropped the knife i didn't realize she was holding and immediately came to me, with kory right behind her.
she embraced me, and kissed on my forehead as i cried. i couldn't do anything but cry. i couldn't do anything knowing that i was possibly the reason he went missing.
i knew my biological dad would be coming after all of us p, and he got to the man i really considered my actual dad, and probably killed him. and the police didn't do shit really until a weeks had passed and they realized i wasn't lying.
they did 'everything they could' to find him...and still are. but they i haven't had any updates in a while. its been 4 long fucking years and you still can't find him?
"why you crying? can you tell me?" she lifted my face up and i just shook my head.
"cmon, let's get back to bed. you can tell me tomorrow, okay?" she kissed my forehead and lifted me up. i felt myself being placed onto her bed not too long after.
i watched as she laid right directly infront of my belly, i giggled as i sniffed. she always talked to na'ryleigh at night and would have her kicking her feet. which hurt a bit.
but i liked it, kory would occasionally do it too. but as of right now she was just sitting and watching tv while rubbing my legs and feet, making me sleepy. i was tired, drained and i just wanted to see my baby soon...
