BGK
5:15 am
Knowles household
I steadily circled the punching bag, restarting my combos for what felt like the hundredth time. My core burnt, my legs felt sore from the kicking and my lungs felt like they were going to burst, but I somehow could keep going. Praise my stamina. I've been at it non-stop for the past half an hour, and I didn't plan on stopping any time soon.
My need for water became annoyingly evident however so, reluctantly, I chose to take a break. I began making my way over to the side bench where I kept my water bottle, phone and rag. I took a quick swig from my bottle before wiping my face and arms. I hadn't looked at my phone all morning, only had it for any emergencies. I heard the gym door open and looked over to find Isaiah sleepily rubbing his eyes. Shit. I sighed, beckoning him over. He cried himself to sleep last night after mama told him uncle skip wouldn't be able to visit anymore. He didn't understand why. In his little mind, he thought it was his fault and Uncle skip didn't like him anymore. Obviously we couldn't exactly tell him what actually happened, but we'd explain a little more when he's older.
I frowned when I saw tears well in his eyes the closer he got to me. Damn man. "What are you doing up so early little man?" I spoke softly, picking him up and sitting him on my lap. He laid against my chest, I assume listening to my breathing. It was something I taught him to do whenever he has his little anxiety attacks. It helps to calm him down tremendously. He didn't answer me for a few minutes, just laying there as I played in his curls and rubbed his back.
"You left me BB. P-Please no leave m-me." I didn't mean to. After breaking the news to him last night, he wouldn't unlatch from me. At all. I didn't mind letting him sleep with me in my room though. It wasn't unusual anyways. When I got up this morning, he was still completely knocked out, so I figured why not come down here for a while. Clearly I didn't think enough about that. Isaiah has a habit of reaching out for whoever he's sleeping with whenever he's sleeping with them. Since he couldn't feel me, I guess it startled him awake.
I took a deep breath, picking his head up so he'd look at me. "I'm sorry little man. But I'll never leave you forever. Never ever. BB just had to take out a little bit of stress, okay? I'm sorry baby."
His little face scrunched up as he began to quietly cry again. "P-promise?"
"Pinky promise." I held my pinky out for him and his intertwined his with mine. I then pulled him back into my chest so he'd be able to hear my breathing again.
I sat there with him for the next 5 minutes until I knew he had cried himself right back to sleep. I guess I spent enough time down here. I slid my phone into my pocket and threw the rag over my shoulder before standing up. I made sure I was holding Isaiah comfortably and I didn't get up fast enough to bother him. I grabbed my water bottle and made my way to the door, turning off the lights on my way out.
Once I made it back to my room, I carefully laid him back down, mindful to put his ugly ass teddy bear into his hands for him to hold onto. I would have stayed with him, but I was not about to get into bed all sweaty and funky. Plus I was just a few feet away, so he'll have to do for just a little bit.
I grabbed my towel and made my way into my bathroom, making sure to leave the door slightly ajar just in case he woke up again. My little velcro baby.
I quickly washed myself, contemplating washing my hair as well. I ended up doing it since Isaiah hadn't moved at all and was still asleep. Once done, I walked out, changing into my underwear and a pair of blue Nike sweats. I didn't want to use my diffuser right now so I'll just let my hair air dry until I need to get up for school. It's 6:10 right now so Ive got basically half an hour till then. I laid down next to Isaiah and for the first time this morning, opened up my phone. TikTok wasn't doing much for me right now so I opened Instagram since I saw some notifications from earlier.
