After

Chaos

There was, what looked like screenshots of memories. Photos of her and Kc. I don't think it was the actual photos that upset me. It was the fact she felt she had to hide it from me. So again we argued. I'm taking moments to think again.

We're getting bad, this is how the last went. I started to think we were just doomed from here. Where did all the positives go. How we started. We were so madly about each other and always got on but now it's like we always argue. I don't want it to be like that. I love her. I don't want to fuck that up just because i have some issues i can't deal with. I started considering what to do after that, i just genuinely didn't know. We had a long talk about it instead of parting.

I didn't want to loose her, i knew there was something i could do. Something we both could do, a way to work around it. And so we did. We took a night to reflect. And build on things we didn't want. The plan was to see her again the next day. I think i was anxious of finding more things that i didn't want to find. Then again i didn't want to sound controlling. I wanted her to feel she had that freedom in the relationship. As i did.

It was a good day though, unexpectedly, i thought another argument would break out and lead to us parting but it didn't. I'm glad it didn't, I don't know what i would've done, genuinely. I think a part of us just got closer from here. I just don't know if i can base my whole life around this relationship as much as i'd like to. I don't see Neo anymore like i normally would. I think this has become routine for me. It wasn't a bad routine though so i didn't care that much. I just waited what tomorrow was going to be.

The electric meter would not stop playing up for the following week so i had to keep coming to the local cafe. Just to answer messages and calls. So people wouldn't think i was ignoring them. That's just sort of instinct for me. I kept seeing her mostly for the week after. And meeting my niece Isla- May. So let's just say i was pretty busy. My mind was swamped. I think i missed hanging out with Neo too.

It was the 3rd of September. I had woken up to a load of messages about a stolen bike. The first thought that came to my mind was my little brother and his friends. As they were known for that type of behaviour in the area. I could hear loud screaming and shouting downstairs. And my step mother crying. I rushed down the stairs as fast as i could to see a man having her against the wall. I screamed at him to back off and he stepped back out the house. I got my older brother JJ awake to help me try get this man away from my mum. I had no idea why he was even here. Most of what he was saying, gave me the idea it was about the bike situation what i was being messaged about.

My dad finally woke up and told the man to leave. The man seemed hot headed, and very defiant of what we were saying. He soon left and i began to get more messages asking where this bike was. I genuinely didn't know. I think we were all a bit shaken up to leave our house after that. I had to go to the shop for my step mother. I didn't mind because my cousin was her and i'd use his bike. I knew nothing was going to happen. I started biking to the local shop. I passed these people, dressed in all black and balaclavas. I think they said something to me but i must've missed it.

I got what my step mum wanted and started biking back. My legs were exhausted so i came off the bike and walked it. At the end of the alleyway was the same people i passed on the way there. They started walking towards me. I thought to myself a lot of different things but i guess i just didn't know what to think. My first thought was i'm genuinely about to be robbed right now so straight away everything i had was stuffed into my pockets. And the bike was on my left hand side. They stopped in-front of me and one of them took a launch of a swing to my nose. Before i could react on anything they had all ran the other direction as blood was dripping on the handle bars of the bike.

Shit.