Kiersey
"It's okay Sam," I said coddling my friend as he cried into my arms. After the disaster that was brunch, Thomas had to go back into work. Sam put on a brave face till we got home. I crawled into bed and shortly after got a knock on the door.
He was on the other side with butterfinger ice cream as a peace offering. I've been cradling him for the past thirty minutes with the carton of dessert now empty.
"I'll never be able to say my dad was a good support system for me. And it just isn't fair Kier, it fucking hurts."
"I know Sam, it's his lost. Because I your best friend am so proud of you. You're the best at everything you do. So what? He doesn't want to see that. He's the one who's missing out."
"Aww thanks babes I'm sorry I told my brother your business over the years. I only told him because I wanted to rub it in his face that you were doing so well."
Yeah me doing well is currently past tense.
"It's okay Sam, I just want you to be straight. I can handle the ass hat you call a brother."
We watched a marathon of Girlfriends, till Sam fell asleep next to me in the bed surrounded by Kleenex. I ended up using a few after my warning call to Marcus went unsurprisingly wrong. How could he accuse me of messing with my ex? Especially when he's the only one who knows why we broke up.
Flashback
"I don't think I'm going to pass Kia. It's so fucking hard, I hate college." I complained to my friend across from me. We've been meeting up at the library all week to cram for finals.
"Kier you've got this, you just need to get out of your head."
"I guess" I groaned taking a bite into the cheese pizza we were sharing instantly regretting it. The urge to throw up came like a right hook to my jugular. I v lined to the rest room. Kia followed quickly behind me in a panic.
I made it to the first stall I could find just in time. Everything I barely consumed today came back up in an awful scented liquid. Kia held my hair back.
"Oh my God Kiersey what the fuck? Are you okay?" After catching a breath I turned around to look at her.
"I-I umm look you can't tell anyone."
"Tell anyone wh-" she stopped talking seemingly piecing everything together. "Kier no, by Tadeo?"
"Yes Kia, who else?" I'm four weeks along and I don't have a fucking clue of what I am going to do.
"Right, shit does he know?"
"No, don't tell him, I'm going to I just need to figure out what I wanna do first." Abortion is not an option for me but I don't know if motherhood is either. Not at nineteen, I'm far from ready. I mean for fuck sake I've been living off ramen noodles for the past two weeks.
"Of course right" Kia replied she was standing in front of me but her mind seemed to be else where. I went to the sink to rinse my mouth out. After doing so I turned around to see she was standing in the same spot in deep thought.
"You good?" I asked.
"Yeah I'm fine, I just got somewhere to be. Are you okay to drive yourself home?"
"Yeah"
"Cool, I'll call you."
"Ok" I said shaking off her strange behavior.
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