2 months later..
Lucas
It's been 2 months since I held my baby... saw her beautiful smile... touched her soft, silky curls or feel her smooth skin.
The only way I've been keeping my shit together lately is smoking and sometimes drinking...
I don't even drink, but look at my life right now .. I need that shit.
There is no energy left within me to even go to the studio and record a song what so ever ... might just turn into Youngboy cause shit it's gon' be a pain song.
Shaking my head, I continued on laying down just looking at the ceiling. Sammy came walking in and I didn't budge.
He stood over me and I just kept looking at the ceiling. After it seemed to me he wasn't moving, I finally looked at him.
" What? " I said
" Nigga get up .. yeen left the house in weeks " he said
I shook my head
He grabbed me by my arm and pulled me up. I looked at him.
" Just cmon " he said
I stared at him for a minute then finally gave in. He patted my back as I did so.
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We walked into the studio and he took me into the booth.
" Sammy I already told you ian in the mood to rap " I said
" You don't even gotta rap ... you can talk ... talk about how you feel or have been feeling lately ... shit rap if you want to .. " he said
I looked at him for a minute as I grabbed the headphones off the mic
He walked out the booth and sat down on the outside. I did a little breather and nodded to myself.
I started rapping and just letting it all out.
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Jakira
I coughed up water that I had taken in while he was constantly dunking my head in and out of the tub water
He let me go aggressively as he threw a towel at me like I was some animal
" Get ya self cleaned up. " he said
He walked out the bathroom, leaving me there alone as he closed the room door and locked me in.
I sniffled now as I shook my head
It's been hard lately .. getting abused 24/7 and him raping me here and there really has gotten me to the point I lost hope...
I'm never getting out of here .. the only way I'll get out of here is by killing myself.
Wiping my tears I patted dry my face, but it's almost as if I wasn't wiping anything because tears continuously flowed down
