Lost In Paradise(EDITING)

21. W.A.Y.S.

You have got to trust the signs Everything will turn out fine So Why Aren't You Smiling?- Jhené Aiko

Jheri

Kill Her!

Do It!

She's not carrying your children

She fucked you over

Do it!

I looked down at the gun in my hand as I listened to the voices in my head telling me to do it. I tried fighting the urge but, this illness was bigger than me.

I can't believe I allowed myself to become attached to the twins only to find out they're not mine. The voices would never lie to me. They're there for me when no one else is.

I put the gun to her stomach. I will not sit and allow her to have two bastards that ain't mine.

I closed my eyes and put my finger over the trigger.

"Jheri Stop!" My eyes darted open to see Khalil standing on the other side of the bed.

"Stacy stay calm, I got this." I looked down to see her holding her growing stomach with tears streaming down her face. That only pissed me off even more.

Kill him!

I raised the gun towards Khalil since he wants to play Captain Save A Ho.

"Jheri please listen to me. You don't want to do this. I'm your brother and she's carrying your babies. Put the gun down man"

"Fuck all that! This bitch cheated on me. I ain't gon let her have some kids that ain't mine!" I screamed as the voices started to become more persistent.

"No she didn't. That's just your illness. You are bigger than this Jheri. You can fight this man. I'll get you all the help you need and I'll be by your side every step of the way. Just put the gun down." Khalil started coming closer which was making me nervous.

Before I knew it, I felt intense pain in my shoulder as a shot ranged out. I dropped my gun, clutching my shoulder in the process.

I looked up to see Monica putting her gun away before comforting Stacy who was crying hysterically. That's when everything hit me.

I need help.

"I'm so sorry Stacy" I cried as I put my head within my heads. Embarrassment took over me. I couldn't believe I allowed this disorder to control me again.

I looked up at Khalil as his eyes filled with sorrow and empathy.

"We gon get you some help my nigga. You need to be straight before Stacy gives birth. You need to be there for her to raise those kids but, you need to get yourself together first."

"Please Khalil don't send me to a mental institution. I'm not crazy."

"Nah I would never do you like that. But, you will start taking your medicine. Matter a fact, you gon get a higher dosage of it and you will take in front of me. You gon start going to therapy and whatever else we need to do to help you keep this shit under control. I hate seeing you like this man. Get up so Gina can take care of your shoulder." He walked out without giving me a chance to reply.