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Chapter 2

Travis in the mm 🤤

Tuesday, August 20

Keysis POV

I woke up to the excruciating pain throughout my body. Damnit... this hurts like a bitch, im honestly surprised Nyla didn't yell at me this morning. I'm not complaining but still.

I slowly get out of bed, pain shooting through my body with each movement as I walk in the bathroom and turn on the shower.

While it's running I look at myself in the mirror. I'm disgusted with myself, why can't I be good enough, why I gotta go through so much bullshit. Like, what did I do to deserve this life?

As I look in the mirror I realize how badly bruised my body was. Big bruises and scratches scattered over my back, thighs, and stomach. My face has one bruise on my cheek it's not that big but it's noticeable.

Makeup...I don't wear it but I'll have to today. I hop in the shower and carefully wash over all the bruises and scratches.

After the shower I put curl activator in my hair to wear my hair loose. I pull on a pair of  overalls with an long sleeve black and white shirt, and a pair of black and white converse high tops.

I stand in front of the mirror while dabbing lightly over my bruise with foundation. After a little while of dabbing it disappears. "Finally." I breathe

I grab my keys off my night stand and head down stairs. I get in the living room and see.. uh.. um is it Kevin? Sleeping on the couch with Nyla.

Empty bottles of liquor is scattered all over the floor. They got some cocaine just on the table for everyone to see. What a lovely mother I have. I shake my head and walk towards the front door.

"Where yo ass goin lil mama?" A voice says from behind me. I turn around. "School, and I told yo ass last time I'm no-"

Kaleb got off the couch and stood right in front of my face. "I told yo big fat ass last time to show me respect. I ain't like all those other niggas yo mama had before."

His breath reeks of liquor, but I choose to say nothing who knows what the hell this man would do. "Can I go to school now?" I ask instead.

He laughs. "Go ahead lil mama, have a nice day." I roll my eyes and walk outside towards my car

"Are you down to be a distraction baby."

I see '❤️Travis🤞🏾...FaceTime' I don't answer it, only because I just don't feel like being bothered by anyone today I'm in too much pain.

When I get to my car I can't sit back all the way. My fucking back hurts like hell. I just want to know why the fuck must I have this life.

My life sucks ass. I would trade my life with anyone's at this point. Ugh, WHY ME?

***
As I'm driving a song I love comes onto the radio.

"Will you end my pain?
Will you take my life?
Will you bleed me out?
Will you hang me out to dry?
Will you take my soul in the midnight rain?
While I'm falling apart
While I'm going"

I feel this song so heavy. I feel the pain through the song. It sucks that my life has to be this way it really does. I wish I could be someone else.

"See I'm a waste of life
I should just kill myself
Yeah, I could slit my wrists
But it really wouldn't help
Wouldn't fix my issues"

My own fucking mother doesn't love me. A person who should be at your side till the end. The woman every girl is supposed to look up too.

I didn't realize I was crying till I felt the water hitting my arms. I just let all the emotions out. It's a red light so I'll be alright.