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Jamal in the mm.

Rochester , New York
Saturday
6:52am
Jamal J.

Staring at hisself in the mirror, the same bad thoughts had returned

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Staring at hisself in the mirror, the same bad thoughts had returned.

Kill her!

Slice her throat just like you did to your mother!

Remember how happy you were when you saw her chocking on her blood!

Shaking his head, he bit his lip."No."he mumbled.

Remember that bastard that you called a father?!

Remember how you sliced his arms and legs off as if it was nothing.

"Shut the fuck up!"

No!

You will kill Jay'Cee and her family just like you did to–

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UUUP!"He screamed as he started to hit his head against the mirror.

Kill her Jamal... kill her! The voices became louder and louder as he tried his best to ignore them.

"No I will not kill her!"He said, placing his back against the wall, placing his head in his lap as he began to sob loudly.

Hearing a soft knock on the door, he didn't respond to whoever it was, continuing to sob.

Pushing the door open, Jay'Cee heart broke when she saw him on the floor. Dropping her books and her purse, she wrapped her arms around him bringing his face to her chest.

"Baby, they w-want me to—"

"Shhh."She shushed him as she rocked him while he continued to cry into her chest.

She did not know nothing about the people he killed but she did know that he had suffered from anxiety , depression and bipolar disorders.

She had experienced a couple of his episodes and he was currently going through one right now.

Rubbing her hands against his back in a soothing way, she stood up with him, making him lean against the counter as she grabbed his pills.

After giving his pills and making him down then down with water, she grabs his hands bringing him over to his bed. Peeling the cover back, she helped him into bed before covering him.

Stepping back, she took off the plain white t-shirt with her violet colored pants. Getting into bed in her black bra and matching panties, she pulled the cover over her, grabbing Jamal's body, she pulled him onto of her, making him lay his face on her stomach.

Massaging his scalp, while The Weeknd's smooth voice played softly in the all grey themed room with blue and yellow accents, she smiled as he rubbed her sides.

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