"What hurts the the most, is being so close and having so much to say and watching you walk away."
Childhood best friends turned lovers, Amias and Markell, have been in a relationship for nearly 7 years. Love isn't enough and neither is each other...
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7 Months Later Markell Talon Kingston Jr, is the definition of perfection. I was more attached to him than he was me. I knew what love felt like but this was different. He gave me direction and after the last few months of hell with Marsai towards the end of her pregnancy, MJ, was a beautiful ass baby and funny enough he had Torrence's eyes.
We sat in his rocking chair with him greedily drinking out of his bottle while his tiny nails clawed at my chest. His eyes met mine and his face formed a little smile. Marsai was asleep in my spare bedroom. She was suffering from intense postpartum depression and she couldn't get out of bed at all.
I tried to be understanding because she was no help at all but I really just wanted her to move in with her parents and let them take care of her. She claimed that she didn't want to be away from MJ but his presence enraged her and I didn't like her to be alone with her under any circumstances.
His second week hom she left him in his bathtub and claimed she left something in her car. Torrence came out of his room to MJ screaming and water was nearly up to his neck.
If Travis wasn't here to stop her Trenay would've done damage to her but after that I had to find Mari some help. It wasn't working but I wouldn't abandon her while she's going through something I'll never understand.
Once MJ finished eating I put him over my shoulder to burp him. Toe was in his room getting ready for the rehearsal and I did my best to avoid him and everyone on social media for the day.
"Damn, lil nigga that four ounce did you good huh." I asked when he let out a burp that could be from a grown man.
After wiping him down and changing him one more time we both got back in bed with him on my chest and I focused on the feeling my son gave me. Not the depression from Amias getting married in a day.
I wonder what was significant about this day. What her dress looked like. How she felt. Although we were on good terms it killed me to be around her. A few weeks ago she held MJ for the first time and like always my thoughts drifted to wishing she was the mother of my child. Seeing MJ smile his gummy ass smile at her. The way she held him gently and with so much love I knew she was going to be an amazing mother.
I never expected it to be so natural from her but when MJ lifted his little hand to touch her face it felt like the three of us had to be connected in some way.
Amias is a part of my soul so I guess in some ways MJ must feel it too.
It hurts like hell knowing the woman I love is in love with another man. She'll be another man's wife.
My Amias. My Amias. My Amias.
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