Sane

Chapter 7

August 12,2016
Brookhaven , New York

I decided to call Niya. I was worried about her and wanted to check in.

*Phone call*

"Hey, Niya. How are you holding up?" I asked as soon as she picked up.

There was a pause on the line, and then I heard her shaky voice. "Dezmon... it's Asia. She's gone."

My heart dropped. "What do you mean? What happened?"

"She... she left a note," Niya said, her voice breaking. "I found her in her room. She died in her sleep."

I was stunned, trying to process the news. "I'm so sorry, Niya. I can't even imagine what you're going through."

"I just... I don't know what to do now," she admitted, sounding lost.

"I'm coming over," I said immediately. "You don't have to go through this alone."

"Thank you," she whispered, and I could hear the relief in her voice.

As I hung up, I felt a surge of determination to be there for her, no matter what it took.

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Niya POV

I sat down in the room with a bottle of pills in my hands and a bottle of wine. I couldn't get over the fact that my sister was dead.Gone the only person I had in my was life was gone .

Just as I was about to open the cap, the doorbell rang. I knew who it was and yelled, "Come in!" Tears started to swell in her eyes; it felt like I couldn't breathe.

Dezmon walked in and immediately saw her sitting there with the pills and wine. His heart sank at the sight. "Niya!" he exclaimed, rushing to her side. He gently took the bottle from her hands, his eyes filled with concern and urgency.

I looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. "I don't know how to do this without her, Dezmon," I whispered, my voice cracking under the weight of my grief.

He knelt beside her, wrapping his arms around her trembling form. "You're not alone, Niya. I'm here, and we'll get through this together," he assured her, holding her tightly as she sobbed into his shoulder.

Dezmon held her close, feeling her body shake with each sob. He knew words wouldn't be enough to take away her pain, but he hoped his presence could offer some comfort.

As I cried, the weight of my loss seemed to pour out with each tear. Dezmon gently stroked my back, whispering soothing words, letting me know it was okay to feel everything I was feeling.

After a while, my sobs began to quiet, and I pulled back slightly, looking into his eyes. "I just don't know how to move forward," I admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

"We'll take it one day at a time," Dezmon replied softly. "You don't have to have all the answers right now. Just know that I'm here for you, whatever you need."

I nodded, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "Thank you for being here," she said, her voice filled with gratitude despite the sadness.

"Always," Dezmon promised. "Let's put these away for now," he suggested gently, gesturing to the pills and wine.

She nodded again, allowing him to take them and set them aside. Together, they sat in the quiet room, the silence filled with unspoken understanding and support. It wasn't much, but it was a start—a small step toward healing in a world that felt shattered.

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Dezmon POV

"Fuck man I can't believe I just seen her like that."I thought as I stepped on her balcony to smoke another blunt.

"What if I was to late ,or I came at the wrong time ?"I shake my head.

*Hears feet coming outside *

"Do you mind if I take a puff?I could really use it ."she says with a dead look in her eyes.

I nod my head ."Sure ma take the rest of the blunt I bought some more with me .

I shook my head as I seen her shed tears . "It's gonna be a long night ."I said out loud

"Yea it is ."said Niya

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