Two Faces One Escape (Re-editing)

Chapter Thirty Eight

Omari Sha'Jai Perez
18 years old
Jacksonville, Florida 📍
The next day
(Excuse any typos)

"Hey son son." Lou walks into the freshly cleaned room seeing his big brother hold out his controller. "You never let me play unless you're out the house, so wassup fat head?" The older boy laughed seeing him squint cautiously and his feet tapped quickly with such impatience. "We need to talk."

"Momma sorta already told you I have a mental illness, remember?" The young boy nodded with his head full of curls bouncing with each movement. Lou was very smart for his age, he knew a lot while some things had to be explained as well. He knew what a mental illness was, he just didn't know there were multiple ones. "Can you explain it again?" Omari nods while he puts down the controller to give his full undivided attention.

"A mental illness can be uhh, it can be hereditary or it can be caused by something. Mines is hereditary sorta but also caused. There's different types, some severe and some not so much. I have multiple but the worse one is mpd or DID disorder which is multiple personalities-"

"Benny?" The young man took a second glance seeing him pull candy out of his pocket while he listened. "Y-yeah? How you know his name?" The young boy shrugged carelessly while he chewed carefully before giving the other half bitten piece to his brother. Taking the candy, he blows on it before eating.

"The first time I remember hearing your things breaking. I went to check on you and I saw you throwing things. I was scared because your eyes weren't my color anymore, it was black. And when I called your name you didn't respond. So I called mom on my iPad and she told me to hide if you have episodes or something and then she told me that you were sleeping technically but you were there just not in your right headspace. But you didn't hurt me, you gave me lasagna." Omari nodded with a big sigh while he pulled out more candy. It hurts him to know that he had to hide from him. He could never hurt Lou.

"I also got accepted to college, I got four more months before I leave." The young boy dropped the bag of candy while his eyes watered. The tears fell needlessly while he shook his head in rebuttal. "Who's gonna teach me to ride my bike or to cut my hair-"

"You have dad-"

"I don't want dad! I want you!" Jumping off of the bed, he runs out of the room before slamming the door. Omari sighed with his hands drifting down his face in stress. Shaking his head, he grabbed his phone to call the one person he needed more than ever.
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"Awww pa, he'll come around. He's smart, he'll understand. And when you teach him to ride a bike, teach me too." He chuckled hearing her whisper in his ear before grabbing clothes for her shower. "I know it's just, I didn't want to see him cry, bruh. Like he's always been a tough kid and to see him crying? It makes me feel bad." She nods understandably while he pinched the bridge of his nose. He didn't know how to handle the situation.

"Just make sure you tell him you're never leaving him. You're only a few hours away and that you'll see him again. He's smart, he's gonna understand that you're growing up." He holds his arms out for a hug while she pouted at his cuteness. He always needed a hug. That's what she loved about him. She loved the fact he was so open about what he was feeling. Sometimes. "I'll teach you."

"Mhmm, what you gon' teach me?" His lips formed into a smirk hearing her voice go softer and her eyelashes flutter so adorably. "Whatever you want me to." She blushes seeing his gaze slowly move up to her body that only held a bra and panty set proudly. His tongue slowly moved across his lips while she crossed her legs from the stare. "Come take a shower with me please?"

"I love you so much bae. I do. You really my baby. And sometimes I can't believe I pulled you. You have to deal with a lot of my problems and that ain't for the weak." She nodded quickly in agreement while he laughed at her silliness. He was right, it was hard but she loved him. She loved who he was, and if that meant a two for one special? She was gonna take it. She blushed hearing him sound so sincere and sweet. Tears fell from her eyes as his hand reached up and quickly swooshed them away with a faint peck to her lips. "Too pretty to cry, gimme kiss."