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"Can you please answer mama, I just wanna talk man." Siah sighed as he hung up from the voicemail. He had been calling her for the last few days trying to apologize. He knew he'd fucked up with someone he actually cared about.
Putting his phone back in his pocket, he knocked on the door to Dr. Lauryn's office. He hadn't seen her in two months and he needed to talk to her badly.
"Come in." He heard Dr. Lauryn's voice.
He walked in with his hood over his head and his hands in his pockets. He seen Dr.Lauryn sitting in her chair with her coffee cup and IPad.
"Hey, I didn't know you were coming today. Haven't seen you in a few months. How are you?" Dr.Lauryn smiled at Siah while she turned her humidifier on.
"I'm good and you?" He grabbed a bottled water and a bag of cheezits. He sat down on the opposite couch.
"I'm blessed. What's new with you?" She sipped from her coffee cup and grabbed her Apple Pencil.
"I went to home for Miya birthday. It was okay. I talked to her at the grave just let her know what's been going on." Siah looked down as he twisted a small pen around in his hand.
"I'm glad you went. We've been discussing visiting her grave for a while. How did you feel after that?" Dr.Lauryn wrote down some notes and looked up at Siah.
"It was good, somebody was there with me. She been by my side for the last couple months. Making sure I'm good mentally, physically, and allat. Just a blessin' fa real. Helping me and just bein' there fa me." He blew his breath while clicking the pen.
"Really? You told me you had been making friends. It seems like you got close with this person yeah? " Dr.Lauryn sipped from her coffee cup while looking at Siah.
He nodded, "Yeah. My best friend, Shawn, got killed in front of me in New Orleans a couple months ago. I know I'm sposed to call you but, before you trip, I'm good."
"Siah that's very traumatic, not something you just brush over. You have my work cell for emergencies. You could've called me any time." Dr.Lauryn shook her head in disbelief. They had been working on his mental health for a year now and it seemed like they were back to square one.
"I'm tied of the same shit. This the second person I lost. That shit be fucking me up. I guess that's life though." He shrugged while looking down at the pen, "I'm losin' the ones I love and hurting the ones that love me." He shook his head.
