What Is Forever? (on hold)

Pinky Promise!

*Kv pov*

I wiped my eyes then turned over. Its been 2 days since the shit with Dre. My face is still recovering. You know light skinned niggas faces scar foreva!! My ribs hurt like a mothafucka. Uncle Dre' tryna get me to go to the doctor but ion do doctor's offices so I said hell to the NO!

I looked at the clock and it read 3:24 a.m. I couldnt sleep for shit so I text Aaliyah to see if she was still up. I was on my way to get some water when a deep voice stopped me.

"Kv."

"In case you're unaware, its dark as hell in this house so you might wanna introduce yaself before you get dropped real quick." I said, walking to the kitchen still.

"It's Mr. Michael."

"Oh, not you again. Do you ever get enough? You cant take a hint huh?" I was kind of irritated cuhz this nigga WON'T take a hint.

"Look, whether you like it or not, im gonna be around."

"And why is that Mr. Michael? To get under my skin?" I opened the fridge.

"No, son. Because I love your grandmother. She shouldnt have to be alone or be afraid to fully commit herself to someone because of you, Kayvion. That is exactly where you have her. Afraid to fully love me because of you!" He got loud.

What the fuck? Who he think he is?

"Look, Mr. Michael.. For number One, my grandma will NEVER be alone cuhz I aint goin nowhere. For number Two, you betta keep ya voice down cuhz she sleep. And Finally, she's afraid to love you cuhz yo ass is ugly, aight? You aint got no game. You can take ya old ass to some nigga that dont give a fuck about his grandma cuhz I AINT the one." I whisper-yelled.

"Look, son-"

"Kv." I cut him off.

"Kv. I understand where you're coming from. I know you've had a hard life but you need to trust someone at some point."

"You dont know SHIT about me so dont come at me like you do. You dont know a damn thing about me or my life so you can fuckin REVERSE from that road cuhz it aint safe for ya." I got hella defensive. I was highly pissed.

"Want to try me? I know that your mother died in a car accident, not too long ago. Your father has been incarcerated since you were five, you served time with the big boys and not too long after is when moms died. I also know that you feel she is not proud of you because of your mistakes and choices about life. You turn that HURT into ANGER which causes you to act irrational at times. You feel that you have no one, although you are surrounded by people. You've been defending yourself for the most part and if I must say so, myself, you've done a great job, Kv. You are a brilliant young man with talent and potential to be whatever you want to be and do whatever it is that you may want to. You feel that it is your responsibility to ensure your grandmother's security so that you wont lose her. Look, im not here to hurt her. I've known your grandmother since we were your age. I have no intentions to hurt her..I am here to love, protect, and help her as well. If you would see that and give me a chance, we could even become a team and combine our efforts instead of making a war."

Now who told him to get all Dr. Phil on me?

"Hmmm..How you know all that?" I was lowkey creeped out.

"Ima psychiatricst, Kv. Also, I've been through similar shit. I understand you now I just need you to understand me."

"Fine, man. Aight, damn. First mistake and thats ya ass Mista postman. You better not hurt her. It aint ya intentions but that dont mean it wont happen and the moment it do, ima be on ya ass." I guess he had a good point. I was bein extra hard on him and I aint even know him. I know what its like to be judged when you're trying your best. Might as well give him a chance.