This gon be the chapter that you kill off Genius 🙂
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^^^^ Tia logged into my wattpad and wrote that 😂😂😂
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Cleo
I watched Bryson as they lowered Mya's casket into the ground.
He wasn't even crying anymore. He just had this solemn look on his face.
This whole situation made my heart hurt, but this wasn't the time to talk about my feelings.
Bryson sat some flowers on her casket before turning and walking off.
Others began to leave, and gave Nicole and Bruce pats on the back and hugs.
I wanted to speak with Nicole before leaving, because I considered leaving without notice disrespectful.
Nicole approached me first, and grabbed onto my hand.
She was shaking, and she was shaking bad.
Her eyes were red, sad, and puffy. "I need you to. Would you - would you look after Bryson for me? For us?"
"Of course. Yes ma'am, I give you my word that I'll do the best that I can"
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"You good, Cleo?" Demarcus asked.
"That was the saddest shit that I've ever witnessed in my entire life"
"I wanna fuckin' kill Genesis" Eris stated.
My phone rang, and I answered without checking the caller ID.
"I can come pick you up, yeah?" Bryson spoke quietly into the phone.
"Yes"
"I'm outside, boo" He hung up.
I gathered my stuff before heading outside.
Bryson's head rested against the steering wheel, and I couldn't see his eyes.
I didn't know what to say to him.
He took a deep breath. "I need a hug, boo"
I climbed onto his lap, and gave him the best hug that I've ever given.
Bryson started the car, and put the seatbelt over the both of us, making me laugh slightly.
"I don't want you to let me go" He mumbled.
"I'm here, I promise"
He pulled up at a house, and I wasn't exactly sure where we were.
Bryson lifted me up out the car, and walked me up to the doorstep, and unlocked the door.
"Where are we?"
"I thought you would like going to random places, yeah?"
"Bryson"
"It's my trap house. Hold on boo"
My eyes widened, and he sat me down. "Why would you do that?"
"You like food in your mouth, and clothes on your back, yeah?" He locked the door.
I sucked my teeth. "You don't do any of that for me. My mom does"
"You look concerned. That's cute"
He led me upstairs, and sat down on the bed before handing me a key.
"Now you can swing by my house whenever"
Did yall ever hear that Caillou clip where he goes. 'Oh yes, daddy'?
Cause yes.
"Some love" He requested.
I leaned down, and kissed him on his lips.
"You'll order a pizza, yeah?"
"The yeah still gets me" I admitted. "What do you want?"
"You ain't gotta baby me cause I aint got a baby nomore. You know damn well you order whatever you want any other time"
"Your mother's worried about you, Bry"
He took a deep breath. "That's not up for discussion. I don't wanna talk about it boo"
"Okay" I agreed.
"How many niggas you fucked?"
"Zip"
"You'd be my third virgin this year"
I frowned. "Way to make me feel good"
He grabbed hold of my butt. "Why you ain't been fuckin'?"
"My mom didn't like anyone before you. She must think that you're special"
"I wouldn't let my kid anywhere near any boys"
And then we both fell silent.
"Y'know, the guiltiest people roam free. I'll never understand that"
"Me neither, Bryson"
I saw his eyes gloss over. "My baby was scared. I knew she was dead before I even got to the bottom of the stairs"
I didn't know how to reply, so I didn't.
"I need another hug, boo"
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