Who Can You Trust?

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I understand allot of people are playing probably calling me petty for breaking up with her. Ok she didn't know it was my brother and shit. But you have to understand I know what my brother makes them girls do. If you don't you get beat.

Once your in you don't get out until he tells you he's done with you. I doubt he's let her go.  I knew I seen his tattoo on the back of her neck one day. But she moved her hair in the way quick. I never asked about the late nights. Or why she declined me when I asked her to move in with me. She could never stay the night. Just a whole lot of shit.

I drive around, no where to go just driving. About 11 o clock I make it back home. When I open the garage Akoni's car is there, I hope she's not still mad at me.

When I walk in the lights are off. There's a plate wrapped up on the stove I'm guessing it's mine. I'll take a shower then eat afterwards.

Walking up the stairs I hear crying. I race up the stairs into Akoni's room. When I open the door I don't see her. I hear sniffles coming from the bathroom. Not thinking I just open the door. Akoni stands in the mirror with a sports bra on and shorts.

I notice the razor in her hand. I grab it from her. She looks at me surprised before crying harder. I then notice the cut marks on her inner arm. I pull her to me in a bone crushing hug. I pick her up laying her down with me.

"shhh got you"

"I just want to die sometimes J, I don't know what's wrong with me. I try to put a smile on for everybody. But what about me. Why can't I be happy with myself. I'm ugly, fat, worthless why am I here?"

"Look at me"

She's still soaking in her misery.

"Look. At. Me. Now!"

She looks up at me looking like a lost girl in this world. I be damed if I let her kill herself emotionally.

"You are fucking beautiful nothing about you is ugly. Your not fat, every nigga you walk past tries to get at you. Who ever you end up with will be lucky boy the other way around. Stop letting that nigga or and whoever else get in head. When you feeling depressed and shit call me. I don't care what I am doing. I'll come running. You got to work on yourself baby girl. You won't believe what you are until yourself believes it. Stop worrying about other people fuck them"

She nods still crying. I wait until she falls asleep in my arms. I get up taking a quick shower then eating.

I wrap myself around her before falling asleep. Funny thing I have a disorder where I can't sleep for days at a time. But with her I'm good.

"I need you as much as you need me. You just don't know it ma"