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| September 18th | 3 days later
As I laid in bed wide awake at eight in the morning I heard keys at my door. It could've only been one person so I didn't even bother trying to get up to check.
This is my first day back, but I honestly wanted to be anywhere else than home. Like on a beach letting my tears flow with the ocean.
When the door opened I saw Duke walking towards me with a bit of discomfort in his face. "What's the matter?" I asked him.
"Fuckin rib hurtin.." he mumbled then slowly sat down at the edge of the bed with his eyes on me. "You not supposed to be moving round." I replied.
"I know but I got shit ta do..how you feelin?" he asked me playing with my toes through the blanket. I nudged his hand away then shrugged my shoulders.
"Same way I been feelin' Duke, i'm freakin' sad." I said looking out the window avoiding eye contact with him.
I've been so down these last couple of days and no matter what I did, who I was around or who I talked to, i'd have this same monotone voice and unwelcoming demeanor.
"I understand mama.. you got anything on ya mind you wanna talk ta me about?" he asked me never breaking eye contact.
I had so much on my mind but it wasn't nothing I didn't already say. I was tired of talking and repeating myself because it wasn't gon' fix nothing.
"No..." I replied and he lowly sighed. "I picked up some iHop if that's cool with you." he said then got back on his feet to go retrieve it.
I felt bad for the way i've been acting towards everyone but I just couldn't shake the feeling off of me. I've had bad day after bad day and all I could do was ask God for my forgiveness.
My phone stayed ringing throughout the day, but the only people i'd pick up for was my mom, Cameron and Duke. That's it, that's all.
I wasn't even active on my social medias and I had to shut down shop for a while and man, the amount of money I lost was ridiculous. I had to give everyone BACK their deposit money as if I didn't already spend half of it.
I felt so bad for canceling on them because so many people booked for their birthdays and now they were left in disarray because my dumbass got shot.
And don't even get me started on Spivey. I den took off from work so much, that nigga told me I might be shit out of a job. Although I was his cousin, he told me he had to keep his business running. I understood. I didn't tell him any details behind why I couldn't come in for the sole reason of keeping people out my business. I'd rather be out of a job ✌🏽..
