Nyla has done everything to escape the past but it keeps on coming back challenging her in ways unbelievable.Certain decisions she cannot undo that will make 1 decision bigger than the rest.
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How do you escape reality how do you change reality?
Dreams can seem real but dreams warp your image of reality and give you false dreams and hopes seeing a dead person is a dream a dream to realistic.
'Ny you alright you've been quiet ever since you came out of hospital?'
My eyes shift over to Quavo sat arms stretched on the couch worry evident on his face his dreads hang low and he's pink plump lips are ajar.
'I'm perfect Quavo,excuse me' standing up from the seat I make my way upstairs not glancing back I push open our shared bedroom door and make my way over to the bed I'm tired but not due off lack off sleep but of my life I'm fed up with everything I have had to go through I just want to walk away from it forever.
My phone pings and I don't even pick it up but the vibrates and alerts seem to get louder almost as it is begging me to look at it I groan leaning over grabbing my phone but throwing it when it's texts from friends and more importantly my mother,she has no right to text me she hasn't seen me since I've left home and I'm not planning to see her ever for the rest of my life if I live that long.
It's dark by the time I've woken up not even realising that I was sleeping I slide out of the warm covers and make my way downstairs Quavo is in the kitchen cooking something I walk over and slide my hands around his waist he looks down at me and frowns.
'Do you know how long you was sleeping for?' I shrug my shoulders leaning over his shoulder looking at the fried rice he seems to be making.
'Is there something bothering you Nyla because if there is you can talk to me any time.'
I tilt my head looking at Quavo he looks tired beyond tired actually he's actually bothered to cover himself up properly today and his once hanging dreads are tied up he turns back around to the rice sighing stirring the rice again.
'What's your problem Quavo is there something concerning you then?'
Quavo slams the wooden spoon inside the pan and turns and glares at me something in depth in his brown eyes he licks his lips.
'Your my fucking problem you've been shutting me out I'm your man we are suppose to talk and go through things together and you have been out of hospital for about a month now and you ain't the same I can't deal with this attitude change Nyla I really fucking can't !'
He removes my hands from his waist harshly exiting the kitchen I watch him hands on my hips jog up the stairs I don't decide to follow him and sigh he's completely right I'm shutting him out but I can't tell him about Damien at the hospital or him being alive its ludicrous I dare tell him about him touching me up and making me feel..things I've technically cheated and I can't have it.
'You can't run away from this Quavo!'
rolling my eyes I turn the fire on low and leave the kitchen I make my way to the front door and put on my shoes I grab my keys and leave the house looking tired and worn out I know my exact location on where I'm going.
