Two country girls, born and raised, working the race, together as one.
How many times have you let yourself get down my dear?
So many roses but none to be picked without thorns.
So be fond of your flaws, dear.
I just hope you love yourself like t...
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Bunny showed me a different side of her. Being in the comfort of her home gave her a different boost than when she's at my home. I love it. Never did I realize how goofy she was, a jokester out of this world. But I could also tell she was hidin something. Or something was botherin her to the point where she would get quiet.
I understand her keeping it to herself because i'm an outsider at the end of the day. But being able to notice that something's on her mind was bothering me. Like I wanted to be at her aid immediately.
She used work as her shield. We got up at the sound of the roosters and got ourselves together. I had to run back home to get some clothes, then check on everyone inside. Mama would most likely be with Ms.Carol and I know she left this mornin.
That mean my sisters home alone. Their names next to alone is never a good thing for way too long. They start to get beside themselves.
Walking in the house I could hear cryin. I sped up the stairs, following the sound until I ended up in Solange room. She sat in the middle of her bed holdin a red Amelia, rocking her.
"What happened?"
"Nightmare."
"She alright? Mel you alright?" I rushed to their side, sliding in the bed with them both. Amelia kept cryin, turning her face away from me. My heart broke. Never has she ever turned away from me in a time like this.
"The dream was about you Beyoncé, and it wasn't good."
"About me? How?" I was confused. Amelia's bad dreams are always about her twin that Mama lost, never anything other than that. How all of a sudden it's about me? Of all people, me?
"She wouldn't say much but, you was bleedin. I woke up to her in my bed, but before I could get up she started cryin."
"Melly baby...I'm alright, see? Ain't nothin wrong wit me. Look." I rubbed her back trynna get her to put her focus on me but she wouldn't. My heart hurt that I even gave her a reason to have a dream like that. "Mel."
I had to take action and pick her up from around Solange. She made me want to cry, her red eyes looking into mine full of tears. Before they could fall she stuffed her face in my neck, letting them smear into my skin. I held her tight.
"It's alright."
"You was hurt, Ju."
"I'm fine, I promise. It's just bad dream. Wanna talk about it?"
