Water Runs Dry | ON HOLD

XV | Bleeding Love

XV | Bleeding Love
|°| But I don't care what they say, I'm in love with you. They try to pull me away, but they don't know the truth. My heart's crippled by the vein that I keep on closing. You cut me open and I, keep bleeding. Keep, keep bleeding love. I keep bleeding. I keep, keep bleeding love. Keep bleeding, keep, keep bleeding love. You cut me open, and it's draining all of me. Though they find it hard to believe. I'll be wearing these scars for everyone to see |°|

Liana Kandyse Williams POV

I sat beside his motionless body as I had done for the past week. I have came here everyday after work, for the past week. I'd bring Jelly and Fat but after seeing them try to wake him my popping his hands and yelling, "Da!", and eventually start crying because he wouldn't wake up. I couldn't make them see that everyday, they didn't need that as a memory. I guess I'm living insanity, because I've sat here doing the same thing everyday expecting a difference.
I sat in the hard cushion chair and fiddled with the bracelet I had been administered. It was matching his, signifying I was a staying visitor, they even supplied Jelly and Fat with one. I glanced over at Q, maybe today would be the day he woke up. I didn't know if I wanted to hug him, cuss him out or what, but I know I still loved my husband. More than anyone could imagine. I get the fact that I'm gonna be perceived as a fool for taking him back. But it's like this, if we're willing to work it out let us, and if we don't make it then so be it. Sadly, sometimes it's the tragic things in life that calls you to change your ways. If we don't work so be it, I've gotten the purest form of happiness.

I laid down beside him and started playing in his hair. I kissed his forehead and cheek and slowly I drifted off to sleep.

💭"Ma! Look what Daddy taught us!", I watched as the twins practice a spiraling their football. "I see y'all! That football team ain't gonna be ready for my babies!"
They looked to be close to seven years old.
"Right Mama, they gonna be like #21, Chase Harris, and I'ma run out and all the girls gone melt because I mean, look at me. I'm a handsome young nig– man. Sorry Ma!", he said quickly once he caught the look Lia threw him.
"Man, Jelly you not gonna get any play time. You gonna be a bench warmer the whole time. While #20, Chance Harris, will be playing the whole time. You only on the team 'cause Daddy our coach."
"Shut up, Fat!", he tackled his brother, and right on time Q walked through the back door.
"If y'all don't get y'all little black asses up!", they quickly pulled apart hearing their father's booming voice. "What y'all fighting for?"
"Nothing!", they quickly retorted. They didn't wanna get in trouble by their father the day before the game, and risk not being able to play.
"So y'all just fighting because y'all ain't got nothing better to do?", they both nodded in reply. "Well, y'all can keep it up because since y'all acting stupid for no reason, y'all won't be playing tomorrow."
"Daddy! But we were just practicing! Mama make Daddy put us in the game."
"I can't, baby. Maybe if you tell Daddy why you were fighting, he'll let y'all play.", Lia replied to them. Q, glided to her side of the counter and kissed her while resting one hand on her waist and the other on her growing belly.
"How you feeling, Shorty?"
"I'm fine. Y'all three too much about this football team. You got Chase so hype, he thinking he already pro and Chance so serious about being the greatest. Got my babies fighting over who playing."
He smacked his teeth, laughing. "I'm gonna let them play, as soon as they come and tell me why they were fighting."💭

"Mrs. Harris?", I woke up and looked to the doctor standing at the door.
"Hello Dr. Dmitri, is there any progress?"
"Well, if he doesn't wake in the next 40 hours, his chances of brain damage will severely increase. Now, if this is too happen, would you like us to put Mr. Harris on life support?"
"He's not going to need it. He's gonna wake up, I know Quentin." I retorted. I stroked his face, praying he would wake up. I didn't want him to be depending on a machine, I wanted my dreams to be true. I wanted him, I love him, I needed him.

Kahli Pharrah Williams POV

"PUSH!", I heard the doctor yell. I pushed weakly, my body slowly tiring. "It's a girl! Nurse!"
I heard the loud shuffling, my high was crashing, and it wasn't going slow.
"Ma'am, would you like to hold her?"
"No. It belongs to Langston Williams," I said. I didn't need a baby. My dad was her best bet. I loved it because I birthed it, yet I could never truly raise it, same for my others. They were cute, but I couldn't be held down. My mother taught me, never let anything, no matter how much it means to you, keep you from doing what you want. This might sound all sweet and sentimental, she was higher than a plane and was talking about chasing drugs.
I know people judge me because of my actions, but this is all I've ever known. All Naomi had ever taught me was how to lay on my back, get on my knees and do drugs. Sure my dad taught me life lessons, but it was only so much he could do. He worked to provide and we never went without. Growing up, I caught my mother doing drugs in our home bathroom, I was only 11. Instead of giving me a story to explain her situation, I was introduced to her 'secret' world. I can remember her pulling me out of bed, making me watch her as she performed acts on men, and women, for her next high. Daring to send me off if I ever told my Daddy or sister. At 13, I started fooling with her supplier. Worst mistake ever. I ended up being a kid in a grown woman's ring. My mother found out and started pimping me, and somehow I let the money go to my head. Soon, I became pregnant with Jai, and that's when I realized this was what my mother had destined for me. Me and Lia's birth "ruined" her, and she wanted to ruin us. I fell into despair, while Lia rose. I left the love of my life for Giles. I started with the drugs, alcohol and reckless sex. Ended up pregnant 3 more times. Left all 4 of my children. All for a high, chasing a thing that was gone and never coming back.
I felt the room get much colder and I heard the loud beeps and sounds. I was dying, my time had come and I couldn't be more content.

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She's Dead, I'm Back To Writing Lol😂.

~Smiley😊