Tremaine Aldon Neverson
"How you feeling baby?" I asked Pookie, entering back into her room. I had just finished working at the gym, so I decided to come over here since I told her I would.
It's been a day or two since that shit happened with Pookie and I'm honestly still stuck on that shit. To see all that hurt in her eyes made me feel like my heart was being ripped out of my damn chest. She looked so lost and hurt. That broke my heart man. I ain't never had no female have this affect on me, that's how I know I'm in this deep.
Some of the things Pookie was saying to me I didn't even know. Her aborting her kids, I didn't know shit about that. I mean everytime we did have conversations about kids she would tell me how she wants some, but she never told me how she was once pregnant before, but got rid of them. No doubt in my mind I know her whack ass ex made her. Pookie love kids. She wouldn't dare give up her own. That's how I know his weak ass made her and that's whack as hell.
Hearing everything Pookie said, all I want to do is help my baby. I want her to be happy. Genuinely happy. Pookie could be going through the worse, but she will put that smile on her face and make it seem like she's the happiest girl in the world. I hate that shit. I know she's going through it and I hate that. I don't like to see my baby hurting. I don't. That's why I'm making it my mission to make sure she gets the best. As long as she's with me I'm going to make sure she's happy and stays happy.
"I'm fine." She replied, running her hands through her hair.
"I've been looking for a new job, but it's kind of hard."
"A new job?" I asked with my face scrunched up as I laid next to her. The hell she looking for a job for?
"Yeah a new job. Why you say it like that?" She asked, tucking some hair behind her ear.
"Because you need a break from all that. You be working your ass off all day and night for somebody else."I told her honestly. Pookie works her ass off day in night. I find that shit sexy as hell when a women is dedicated to her work and takes care of business, but Pookie need a break. All she ever does is work.
"I know, but I can't just not do anything. I hate working for other people, but I don't like to just sit around my house. I like to be occupied."
"Then go back to school."I stated with a shrug.
"School?" She asked with a raised brow.
"Yeah. You can finally go to college like you always wanted to and then you can own your own shit so you ain't got to work for nobody." I told her, making her shake her head immediately.
"I can't do that. Its too late for all that."
"What did you just say?" I asked, sitting up on my elbows as I looked directly in her eyes. She sighed right on spot.
"Trey."
"Pookie, you know I hate to hear you doubt yourself. You can do anything you put your damn mind too. Don't say you can't." I told her sternly. Pookie forever doubting herself and I hate that shit so much. She go so hard for other muthafuckas and believe in them, but she can't even believe in herself. I hate that shit.
"But it will take a while though Trey."She tried to argue.
"And? You still can do it Pookie. Stop trying to make excuses."I said while shaking my head.
"Come here."I stated, pulling her onto my lap as I sat against the headboard. I kissed her lips softly before kissing her hand.
"You should go for it. You always wanted this shit, so do it. Ain't nothing stopping you." I told her honestly.
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Diary of A Broken Woman
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