My fault for any mistakesss.
"Bae I'm so sorry we couldn't go to the retreat" Kyrie whispered to Yasmeen.
We were at the wake right now, sitting down and watching every one that came in.
"No, forget that, don't even think about that" Yasmeen whispered back.
I laid on Cordae's shoulder as he gripped my waist tightly.
This is the quietest I've ever seen Jay.
Azia was always quiet when she was mad, Nahmir and Glizzy were all in their own little world, but Jay?
"Excuse me, are you the daughter of-"
I shook my head yes before the slim lady could finish.
"I'm so sorry for your loss, he was a great person and colleague" she said.
I only nodded my head and held on to Cordae.
She walked away with a confused look.
I started searching for my mom in the crowd of people here.
I spotted her walking around with Yasmeen and Azia's mom, most likely checking to see if everything was running smoothly.
I wanted to tell her to relax, but I didn't want any other person coming up to me to talk.
"Mrs.Baretta?" Azia said, causing me to turn my head.
"Azia? Kylie!?" She said back.
She leaned in to hug Azia.
"Oh how are you?" She said as she rubbed her back.
"We're doing okay" Azia said.
She walked through Azia, Yasmeen, Nahmir, and Kyrie to hug me.
"I miss you baby, I'm so sorry about what happened" she said to me.
Still not a word left my mouth.
She was Azia's and I 3rd grade teacher, Yasmeen was in 4th at the time.
"Is that Yasmeen Nicole?" She said after backing up.
Yasmeen gave her a friendly smile and nodded her head.
"With a baby?!" She said in a jolly tone.
This lady was always so hyper, I swear.
Yasmeen giggled. "Yup" She said.
"Is the father here?" She asked.
I just muted their conversation after.
"You going up to talk?" Cordae said to me.
I shook my head no and pointed at Kyrie.
I hope no one catches the Holy Ghost while someone's giving a speech, cause that ain't it.
"Good after noon, I would like to thank everyone for coming to celebrate the life of my husband" my mom said on the mic, grabbing everyone's attention.
(listen ion know how this funeral shit work and I don't want to know 💀)
"Dwayne was the sweetest person I've ever been with... I just wish I could've told him how much I appreciated him before he-" her sniffling wouldn't allow her to finish.
Kyrie walked up to her and hugged her for support.
I wanted to help so bad, I wanted to tell her how much I loved her and how sorry I am for her. I just felt numb, the same feeling I had felt when I took the pills.
"I'll be taking over from here" Kyrie said in the mic as he held our mother in his arms.
"Hello. As I stand here, I see friends and relatives that have come great distances to be here for my dad. I am impressed at how he must have meaned a lot to you guys. I can only speak for myself, but when I think of how much he meant to me, the first word that comes to mind is "admiration".
First and foremost was his love and commitment for my mother. And not just marital commitment. He was committed to making her happy. If it was important to her, it became important to him. They were happily married for 32 years and his concern for my mom's well being did not change the slightest.
Now my dad had problems of his own of course. And so he used his experiences to raise me into the man I am today. Of course we had problems, who doesn't argue with their parents? What matters is every argument ended with a hug. He kept his promises. He never let us get away with bitching, Excuse my language, about anything, we were taught to work hard for what we want. He fully expected us to see things through, and I wish I could've thanked him for that before the incident.
If you're here today, and I thank you for that, that means that he touched your life in some way or another. That means that you'd miss him in some way or another.
Yes, he will be missed, I'm thankful I could say I had a dad who stuck around, ya know?
Friends will miss his coffee and corny jokes and his company.
Sad to say he won't be able to meet my baby my girl friend is expecting. I promise to tell stories of him when they're old enough to understand.
My mother will miss having her best friend and lover by her side. But we all have to be here for each other.
I will miss my father, the source of my convictions. I will miss my inspiration."
Kyrie walked back down from the podium as every one awed over his speech.
I yawned in fatigue.
No, I didn't sleep the night before.
The room got quiet as some one else walked up to the stand.
—
After the wake
"My boy" Glizzy said and patted Kyrie on the back as we walked out.
"Your speech was good, for real" Cordae said to him.
I got irritated at the pace every one was walking in and tried pushing Cordae off of me.
"What you doing girl?" He said and gripped on my lower waist as he pulled me into a hug.
He kissed me repeatedly.
"Hey hey hey, y'all can't do that here, I'm lonely now" my mom said.
I guess she was feeling better.
"You okay honey?" She asked once she saw my frown.
I shook my head yes.
"When was the last time you ate?" She asked.
Every one looked at me.
I thought about it for a second, then shrugged my shoulders.
"Uh uh" Yasmeen said.
Cordae furrowed his eye brows. "Whatchu-"
"I'll bring her back to the house after" Cordae said, before picking me up and heading to the door.
"Wait what" I said once I realized what he was doing.
"Kylie why aren't you eating?" He said.
"You're a baby, you have to eat. To stay strong" he said before squeezing one of my butt cheeks.
I chuckled at his actions and tried fighting away.
"You laughing, girl we going to Red Lobster" He said, while calling for an Uber.
I laid my head on his shoulder for a couple of minutes before it came.
"Red lobster righh?" The Uber driver asked in a heavy accent.
"Yeah" Cordae said while we scooted into the car.
"Gimme a kiss" Cordae said and grabbed my face.
I leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips.
"Seat belts please" The Uber driver said.
Cordae gave me a scary look, causing a smile to form across my face..
the things I learned today 💀
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