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ZURI POV
"How are you coping with your father's death?"
"I'm glad he's dead, finally. I wish i was the person who killed him." I nonchalantly shrug with an emotionless expression on my face.
My therapist sits up in her seat, shock written all over her face. "why do you feel that way, Zuri?"
My eyes roll back and I laugh, "my sperm donor killed my baby brother, my bio mom, my aunts, my grandmother, my baby cousin, he almost killed my mother, and he killed my uncle. He is a monster. Everyone I loved is gone because of him. He is dead to me." I say with a straight face.
"Let's talk about your baby brother, Xao?"
I shift in my seat on the couch across from her, holding back tears of hearing his name. "I'd rather not." I sniffle, wiping away a lone tear.
The remainder of the session we stared blankly at each other until i grew tired and walked out. "this is some bullshit." i scoff getting into my car, i start it up then drive off to my friends house.
Pulling up I turn the car off and sit there before getting out. "how was your therapy session?" Tre asks stepping aside for me to walk into the condo.
"I don't want to talk about it, can we just not talk." I mumble closing the door behind me. I follow her further into the house and sit down on the couch.
Tre comes back into the living room with two glasses of dark liquor in it, "i needed this." I smile taking the glass and downing the hard liquid.
It burns my throat then subsides.
"You know I'm hear if you want to talk about it," Tre says with a smile on her face and I nod.
She lightly squeezes my thigh making my heartbeat quicken. We make direct eye contact and slowly lean in, closing the gap between us.
Tre caresses my face and i lean into her grasp, our lips brush into each other and we slowly kiss.
She snacks her arms around my back and lift me onto her lap without breaking our heated kiss.
My arms wrap around her neck and i grind on her lap feeling something poke me down below. I slip my tongue into her mouth, our moans slipping out and into the kiss. I suck harder on her tongue and bottom lip.
Tre wraps her right hand around my throat making me throw my head back, "i need this, i need you." i gasp between parted lips as she sucks on my neck and kisses my exposed chest.
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