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SHAKORS POV
I grew up in an abusive household and realizing mani going through the same shit my mother went through hurt me so bad, it brought back memories i thought i buried deep down years ago.
right now everybody was sitting in my sister living room but it was silent.
I raised the blunt to my lips and inhaled. I was stuck in my thoughts on who this nigga was, why he was touching armani, and why tf i'm just now finding out when i been here for almost a month already.
I was knocked out of my thoughts when i saw armani get up and walk down the hall most likely to the bathroom. I hit the blunt one more time then passed it to riq. I stood up pulling my pants up and following after him.
I was standing outside the bathroom door scared to knock but i won't no pussy so I knocked gently and heard what sounded like him trying to quickly finish whatever he was doing.
He cleared his throat "u-uh one minute" you could tell he was crying but he was trynna hide it.
"Armani open the door" I said i heard him pause his movements "please" i said again hoping he would let me in.
A few minutes later the door opened and there stood his petite figure. His eyes were puffy and he looked like he was running off 3 hours of sleep, some of his face was still swollen and he had finger prints on his neck and of course his arm which i'm assuming is broke. Shit pissing me off already.
"what do you need shakor?" he asked softly. That kinda hurt but i know i fucked up so i just continued "uh lemme speak to you" He looked down at his feet then back up at me and i just saw his eyes gloss over and tears start to slowly fall.
He nodded then turned around and walked back into the bathroom sitting on the toilet. I followed after him closing the door and leaning against the counter.
We sat in silence for a good 10 minutes if not more until I finally spoke up.
"When did it start?" I asked, I was gon talk to him about me leaving and all that shit but first i wanna know why some nigga beating on him.
He sighed and used some tissue to wipe his eyes. I was gon give him a little minute to speak but he sitting staring like he ain't hear me the first time.
"you heard me?" i asked looking over at him. "why the fuck does it matter shakor?" he started "not like you was here to do shit bout it" and with that i already knew how this shit was gon go.
"fuck you mean why it matter, i been here almost a month now and i'm just finding out yo luh ass getting beat on? mane fuck all et"
I shook my head and clenched my jaw getting aggravated all over again.
"My life doesn't have shit to do with you anymore you decided that when you fucking l-left me" I could hear his voice crack and knew he would probably start crying again and that shit hurt cause i hate to see him cry and especially knowing im the cause of that shit? mane.
"Look mani i'm sorry ight? i know that shit don't help or fix nun but i apologize, what i did was fucked up, you was going through so much shit and i didn't stay to help but I knew me staying with you was gon get chu hurt pa so i left because in my mind me staying woulda made shit worst for you, it was getting bad down here and I was getting you caught up in all my bullshit, you already had a lot going on with your grandma and shit so i thought it would be better if i left and kept you out of harms way, b-but clearly i was wrong." I felt my eyes start to water but i sucked that shit up cause i shouldn't even be the one cryin.
"like mani you gotta see where i'm coming from i was scared as fuck i already knew somebody was gon do some shit to you and it wasn't gon be nothing i could do so i had to leave, you couldn't be wrapped up in that shit, i swear to you i woulda stayed but i couldn't pa i-i just i couldn't."
"shakor why you didn't tell me that though? you fucking told me you was going through a lot then dipped like i wasn't going through shit too!! but ian leave you did i? and not even that you didn't call, text, fucking email me or anything" he paused and i turned towards him and saw tears falling down his face.
my fucking heart.
"i-i stayed up every night crying myself to s-sleep and telling myself you was gon come b-back, and you never d-did" he wiped his tears then started again.
"And the fuck you mean harms way? I knew what i got myself into when i decided to get witchu shakor i won't worried about that shit I begged you shakor i begged you not to leave, that we coulda figured something out, and you walked away, and on top of that you left me for three fucking years shakor!!" I went towards him but he just turned away.
"Get the fuck away from me yo" I sighed watching him use his good hand to take his shirt then wipe his "now every day just about i'm getting my a-ass whooped y-you were posed to protect m-me shakor" he was now full on sobbing and I had tears coming out my eyes but i wasn't making any noise.
"h-he don't even let me s-see my m-mama kor" he started crying even harder and i scrunched my face up.
"fuck you mean he don't let you see her?" i asked i know how much he loved his mother so that shit shocked me. he just shook his head but i won't letting that shit go.
"Yeen gotta worry about him touching you no more pa i promise i'm not gon let him hurt you ever again, and i'm not leaving you no more i know i can't just come show back up and everything gone be ight and i know it's gon take some time but i promise i'm not going anywhere ever again" I spoke. He just nodded his head and continued to try and calm himself down.
After a few minutes i grabbed some tissue to wipe his face, this time he let me. Once i was done i was about to lift him up and sit him on the sink so i could look at the marks on his neck and face closer but he started wincing like i had hurt him.
He started to wrap his arms around his body clearly trynna hide something but i moved his arms and lifted his shirt up to see a fat ass bruise on the side of his stomach.
Ima really try and keep my shit together but this shit fucking me up.
"I know this nigga aint kick you in yo fucking stomach armani" I looked at him and he just turned his head telling me all i needed to know.
bet.
