i woke up to king standing next to me with a syringe.
"what are you doing?" i said looking at the syringe.
"just shutup." he said closing my mouth and inserting it in me.
the next day.
i woke up in my bed back in cali with agent next to me. i got up and woke him up then hugged him tightly. but he didn't hug me back?
"what's wrong? aren't you glad to see me!" i smiled.
"no."
"why not?" i said as my smile faded.
"king told me everything, even the part where you let duke take off your clothes"
"but it was for the mission? he could leave us alone for good."
"no. he could leave them alone for good. you only did that for them, you don't even know them."
"but-"
"i don't wanna hear it right now. i have to go." he said hopping out of bed quickly.
"what? what do you mean? where are you going?"
"somehwere. don't follow me either" he said walking out the door.
a week later.
tw warning!!
agent has been gone for many days, i don't know where he is. he turned off his location too. i got so depressed i started cutting myself on my thighs and my wrists. life for me was so bad i just wanted to end it all. i haven't ate. i havent went out, and i ignored everyone's texts or calls. even tana's.
i woke up a few hours later and he came back. i didn't wanna talk to him because that was just gonna make things worse. i heard him in the kitchen but i didn't bother getting up. he came in the room and just stared at me.
"what happened to you?" he asked looking concerned.
"nothing" i shrugged.
"look what your wrists." he said grabbing my arm forcing me to look at them as i hissed of pain.
"what about them" i winced.
"you cut them!"
"well you should've let me even explain before you left for a whole week!" i yelled.
warning.
"don't fucking yell at me!" he said pushing me against the wall as i hit my head on the table which made it bleed. i was dizzy and couldn't see.
"oh my gosh baby are you okay?" he said running up to me and holding my head.
i didn't respond as i saw black and passed out. i was out for hours until i finally woke up to him holding me with a cold wet rag against my head. i can't believe he even thought it was a good idea to push me.
"are you okay my love?"
"i don't know" i said as my vision adjusted to the light.
"im so sorry i hurt you, i was just really angry."
"it's okay" i said getting up to go to my room.
"no baby, get dressed because we're going somewhere"
"where?" i said slightly excited
"it's a surprise" he smiled.
i instantly went in my room and got dressed and put on my makeup and covered my cuts.
"you look so pretty baby" he said kissing me while we got in the car.
"i'm sorry"
"for what?"
"about duke"
"don't worry about it, i forgave you a long time ago" he smiled.
"really?"
"of course. i don't hold grudges that long."
i smiled at him as i looked out the window then suddenly i thought about what zay said about me being easy.
"do you think im easy? be completely honest."
"i used to. but it's only because you're looking for love since you never experienced that with your dad and mom."
my parents were always never there for me. my mom was a drug addict and my dad died from cancer. so i never really had a parent in my life. i was in and out of foster care. then my foster parents came in the picture. and they were the best foster parents ever. they pushed me to chase my dreams and spoiled me with a lot. until when i went to cali they both got sick and passed away.
i cried and cried and realized they wouldn't want me to grieve over them. when i went to the pool party with my friends, my sister, taylor, was there with me. we didn't talk about it because we didn't wanna ruin the moment. so we just kept it on the down low. she would always defend me like, whenever people would ask me "why do you have a white sister" she would jump in. i miss her so much. i should text her.
