Sometimes we feel like we got life all planned out. We plan for the future but fail to live in the present.
Everything seems perfect to the public eye but behind close doors it's the complete opposite. Heaven becomes Hell but we have no choice but...
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DESIRE
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What was he doing here? Why now?
I haven't had any form of contact with him since I left the warehouse that day. I thought he was locked up to be honest.
"Desire please open up" I heard him say
A part of me wanted to but another part didn't. I didn't even tell Dave that Los was my real father and that Roman was just some bastard. I tried but like I said we haven't been talking. So I know if I let him in and Dave comes home it'll be war world 3 in here.
"Desire I know you're there"
I took a deep breath letting it out as I opened the door
"What are you doing here? And how did you find out where I lived?"
"I'm here to talk to you. I need to talk to you about everything that went down. Please talk to me" He begged
I looked at him seeing that he really wanted to talk.
"Fine come in" I moved out the way letting him
I closed the door leading him to the kitchen.
"Can I get you anything?" I asked
"A water is fine" He said taking a seat
I nodded my head going tot the fridge to get him a water. Grabbing it I walked over to the table handing it to him before taking a seat across from him.
"I'm listening"
"I know the way you found everything out was fucked. Trust me it wasn't the way I wanted to tell you"
"Then how exactly were you going to tell me?" I asked
"I was going to gain your trust at school and once I had it then I was going to tell you. I know it sounds like a bunch of bullshit but I swear Desire I want to be in your life. I already missed out on 19 years don't let me miss out on any more. You don't know how many times I regretted telling your mom I wasn't ready when she told me. I knew shit would've been different if I had just manned up and taken responsibility" He said
"You're right. Maybe my life wouldn't have been the hell it has been. I'm 19 and probably been through more shit in my life than a grown ass women. I don't put all the blame on you because my mother is the one to blame as well but honestly what is done it done. I can't take shit back and we can't change the past" I shrugged
There was really no point of sitting here and pointing fingers and saying all the fucked up shit I went through to make him feel bad. I mean what good was that gonna do? None!
