Nobody Has To Know

Chapter Eighteen

*Kachay POV*

Two Weeks Later

I haven’t left this spot in my room in three days, or in better terms when I got out the hospital. Kizzy tried to get me to go out with her but I was just look at her like she was crazy and turn back to her. I haven’t talked, eaten, nothing just laid up in my dark room thinking about my fucked up life. I can feel myself get into depression like I did before, everyone is saying that they are here for me and if I needed them to just call but I just want to be by myself. Kizzy moved out my apartment and moved in with Ty. But her and Carmen would come visit me everyday and try to catch me up of stuff but I still didn’t talk to them. They have gotten closer since everything went down but you could still tell that Kizzy still didn’t like her like that. Hazel would come by and tell about the shop, but right now all I could think about was unborn child and how I had lost another child. Every night I would cry myself to sleep just thinking about it and everyone told me not to dwell on it but how could you not.

Chris haven’t came to visit me yet since what I told him everything at the hospital, I wonder how he is taking the information. But Kizzy told me all the boys are coming up with this big plan to get Shawn back some how but they can’t seem to find him. Nigga probably just chilling somewhere, with no worries. Then I heard a knock in the mist of my thoughts, thinking it was just one of the girls who usually knock and then barge in but they just kept knocking. Finally they just opened the door and behind it was Chris.

*Chris POV*

When I opened the door and saw Kachay. She just didn’t look the same, she had lost most of her color in her skin, her hair was everywhere, and it was so unlike her to be dressed on point. I remember when this chick had the flu, girl was still rocking a mini skirt and some jordans. I closed the door behind me but she turned her back on me. Everybody been tell me she wasn’t doing so good but I didn’t know that she was this bad off.

“Hey Chay” I said sitting on her bed but that didn’t cause her to turn over and look at me. “Just wanted to come check up on you” rubbing her shoulder but she jumped up and walked across the room to a chair. When she did that, I got a glimpse of her thighs and saw big black bruises where that nigga fucked her up. See all the effect of what he did to her just made me want to find this nigga my own damn self. Me and the boys been working our hardest to find this nigga but he seem to just disappeared out to of thin air but when we do find that nigga, it’s over.

“Don’t act like that Chay. You need to get out of this house and do something. Something to get your mind off shit” I said but she just kept looking out the window. Okay she going act like this, I guess I have to go with plan B. I walked over to where Chay was and she tried to jump out the chair and go somewhere but I grabbed her put her over my shoulder. She started screaming and punching my back. I just kept walking down the stairs, out her house and to my car. When I finally had her buckled up in my car, which was hard task anyways. I started the car and started driving. She looked at me while we was a stop light and rolled her eyes, then went back to looking out the window. Hopefully this plan will help somehow bring her out this mood she is in. When I arrived at the location she just got out the car and started walking. I looked at her as walked further and further in the sand. I had brought her to our spot, thinking maybe just maybe this might cheer her up. I got out the car and when I saw her walking further and further into the water till her head was covered in water. Oh shit this girl is trying to kill herself, I took off toward the beach. Throwing off my shoes, shirt, everything and jumped in the water. Once I got a hold of her and brought her to shore she tried to get of my grasp.

“Chay what the fuck is wrong with you!” I said pulling her further up the beach. She started punching me on my chest, screaming at me.

“You always fucking something up! Why couldn’t you just let me die? Why do you care now? I HATE YOU I SWEAR I HATE YOU ” she said as I held her. Then she started breaking down and started crying on my wet t-shirt. I just held her tighter rubbing her spin, as she cried her heart out. Her hair was curling up and put my finger on her chin to look at me but she kept on fighting it but when she finally gave in. I looked into her red, puffy, now light brown eyes which showed so much emotion.

“You wanna know why I could let you die or why I care so much? Its because I love you and if anything happens to you I swear I would go crazy. I know you like this nigga left and hurt me time and time again but promise till the day I die that I will try my all to make sure that nothing or no one will ever hurt you again”

“You say that Chris but-”

“But nothing. I mean that” I said wiping her tears with my thumbs. Eventually after Chay had calmed down I got a blanket from the back of my car, wrapped it around us and we just sat there watching the sun together. I hope Chay gets back to normal but I know one thing for sure that I will be here for the whole process to make sure she gets better. My girl needs to get better.