Emotions: A Prince of New York Story

chapter 4:

Ebony:

I opened the door and let Justin inside and we went straight to my room. He took off his shoes & got on my bed while I locked the door.

"Damn Ebony, what happened to your arms." He said making me realize I didn't have my jacket or long sleeves on.

"My cat did this." I said stumbling on my words.

"Thats a lie cause your mom hates cats and said they're the Devil's animal." He said.

"Theres alot you don't know about me, ok." I said putting my h&m hoodie on.

"Ma, tell me everything I need to know. I'm willing to hear you out." He said pulling towards him.

"Well for starters, I'm a twin. She committed suicide after my dad admitted he wanted nothing to do with us. My dad was her back bone. Then, in her suicide note she admitted to having an abortion. Her boyfriend was abusing her and while all this was happening I didn't even know she was hurting. I was so wrapped up in pointless drama that I couldn't even see my sister was in pain." I said sobbing into his arms while he rubbed my back.

"Losing her made me lose myself. Evelyn was my other half and I couldn't function without her. I started coping with the pain by slitting my wrist. I was hospitalized after attempting to swallow pills. My mother couldn't lose another child so she seeked help and she decided to move. Now I'm here; broken, pained, and empty but trying my best to live for my sister and I." I finished.

"You value to this world is so sensational. Dont let nobody tell you otherwise. I know you hurting cause of your sister but she wants better for you and she wants you to live on your life." He said comforting me, "Even though I don't know you, Happy birthday Evelyn."

Talking to somebody other than my mother felt good.

"We gotta be friends forever, you just seen me cry," I said trying to lighten the mood, "What do you need to vent to me about?"

"Man it aint shit compared to what you got going on." He said.

"You listened to me so I'ma listen to you." I told him. 

"Its about Yaya," He started, "She basically said she wont ever have real love for me because her ex got her heart."

"Thats real fucked up," I said, "I used to say niggas ain't shit but us girls starting to act out a lil too much."

"She want so much out of me and I'm only 15 theres only so much I can give and do for you." He vented.

"Honestly, you said yall are broken up and clearly it needs to remain that way. She even told you she got feelings for ex so it's best for you to let it go." I advised.

"Yeah, your right."He said getting comfortable in my bed.

"You should probaly get going cause my mom would beat my ass if she knew you were in here." I said

He got all his belongings and I walked him to the door.

"Ebony promise me if you ever get to feeling suicidal again you tell me." He said staring into my eyes.

"I'll try."

"No, promise me." He said putting my hands into his.

"I promise." I said finally giving in. It wouldnt hurt to have someone my age to talk to.

"Happy Birthday." He said once more.

"Text me when you get home." I semi yelled.

"Yup, you definitely like him" I thought to myself