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I open my heavy eyes and sit up slowly. My head starts to hurt so I put my head into my hands then I look to the side of me to see an empty spot. I sigh and get out of the bed. I drag myself to the bathroom and turn on the light. When I look into the mirror, large bags have formed under my eyes, dried tear streaks going down my face and crust in my eyes. I run some water and splash water on my face. I dry my face and head back to the bed. X is now on the bed but next to him is a plate of pancakes, eggs, and bacon with orange juice. He looks up and smiles, patting next to him. I sit next to him and he sets the food in front of me.
"You cook?" I say holding my head as my headache pounds against my head.
"No, but Laila does" He hands me two pills and the orange juice. I take the pills and drink the orange juice. I thank him and dig into the food. He watches me as I eat and I have to say I'm a little creeped out.
"What?" I say looking up at him.
He shrugs, "tell me more about you." I give him a confused look.
"Tell me about your childhood or your parents, if you're gonna be staying here I wanna know a little bit about you" I stare at my food as I pick at it.

"Well, I was a miracle child considering that my mom couldn't have any children, or so they claimed. So I am an only child. Everything was fine until...My mom to decided to leave me and my dad, like, she didn't give him a reason, she just left. I always used to hear my dad crying about why she left him and I'd always be the one to comfort him but I guess that wasn't enough. He committed suicide while I was at school, one month after she left us. That's when I started living with my granny and she was hardly home so I basically was alone most of my life. I fell into a deep depression, I'd cut myself and I even tried to kill myself when I was only 15 because I thought I was so useless and that nobody would miss me but my granny came home early from work that day and called for help." I didn't notice I was shaking until Jahseh took my hands into his and massaged his bruised thumb over my hand. "I was honestly really disappointed when I woke up in the hospital but then I saw how devasted my granny looked and how happy she got when she saw that I was awake and alive. That's when I realized that someone did care about me and loved me. She became the reason to live, to make her proud and to make her happy when she's had a bad day." I smile remembering the ways I'd make her laugh at her worst.
"Why did you move to Florida?"
I chuckle harshly while shaking my head, "Stupid fucking love"
I look down at my hand in his and smile.

"Tell me about you," I say looking back up into his eyes.
"W-What?"
"About you...you're past"
"Ok, um," He tells me about how he didn't really have anybody and was basically homeless, going in and out of jail at a young age and how he had been abandoned over and over again. It really made me realize that we have so much in common for us to be basically strangers. As I paid attention to his story, I didn't notice that he had turned my wrist over and was stroking his thumb over my faded scars.
When he finished his story, he chuckled.
"What's funny?"
"Both of us are pretty fucked up,"
"Two fucked up people who just so happen to find each other in the most fucked up way" he hummed, agreeing.
"You wanna do something today?" He says still massaging my wrist.
I shake my head, "I just wanna stay in today, if that's okay."
Jahseh nods, "Nah it's okay, we can just watch a movie or something," he says letting go of my hand and setting the plates on the bedside table then turning on the tv.
"If you had something planned today, don't let me stop you. I'll be fine on my own." I say looking him in the eyes.
"The only thing I have planned today is to spend time with you." He smiles and we lay under the covers. I tell him, basically beg him, to put on 'Set It Off'.
When Cleo death scene played I couldn't help but to shed a tear, I mean who wouldn't.

"Damn this shit sad" I hear X mumbled. I just nod in agreement.

"Jahseh"

"What?" I mumbled.

"My names Jahseh," A smile started to grow.

When the movie was over, Jahseh puts on some random anime show. Without thinking, I laid my head on his chest and wrapped my arms around him as I started to feel little tired. He froze for a second then wrapped his arm around my waist. He watched the show as I drifted off to sleep.

"Goodnight Jahseh" I lowly mumbled before falling into a deep slumber

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