Quincy & Malaika.. if y'all see this, I'm so sorry!
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re·mem·brance
/rəˈmembrəns/
noun
the action of remembering something.
"a flash of understanding or remembrance passed between them"
You will remember her...
《 Bitter Sweet 》 ✦ Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down...
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A tear slid down my cheek as it blended in with the raindrops that covered my face previously. I quietly shivered as I walked down this dark grey and damp sidewalk. My spaghetti strap shirt and my hair were completely soaked, my curls drooped down lifelessly, it was freezing, dark and quiet out here. I felt nothing but a mixture of fear and hurt as I dragged my feet along the hardened cement below them.
How did I always end up here? Why did I always end up alone, hurt, scared and broken? Why was I always the one getting hurt and lied to, getting played? When all I've ever done was love and love hard. All I do is put good out into the universe.. but I never get it back. I always get the shitty end of the stick, I always get mistreated, I'm always blamed.
I shook my head in defeat as I kept my eyes averted down to my white sneakers. I continued on my journey to nowhere as the moon glistened on the wet leaves from the trees that stood tall along the pavement. The sound of a few car tires driving by along the wet street was the only sound you could hear merged in with some faint stridulating from the crickets hidden deep in the bushes. I crossed my arms and rubbed them up and down hoping to produce some form of heat to my exposed arms until I reached a decent area.
No, I didn't know where I was gonna go or how long I would be out here for. All I knew was I wasn't gonna go back to Tremaine's house, I wasn't gonna call him up either. I didn't know what I was gonna do. Calling my mom wasn't an option, she was asleep, Harmony was out getting dicked down somewhere for sure, and Madison was definitely not gonna help since I'm ignoring her. Everyone I knew wasn't reliable right now. I didn't expect anything more though..
My mind, however, did flash on Quincy. I remembered I had his number.. but I was too much of a victim of my pride to ask a man for anything, no matter how big or small. Kudos to my dad for teaching me to be independent and that I can't rely on a man, no matter how much they mean to you, some people just aren't reliable.
He's my perfect, lifelong example.
No matter how convincing Quincy was, I knew everyone had their limit.. eventually everyone would get tired of me. I didn't wanna call him up because maybe he didn't really mean it when he said "Call me if you need anything", maybe he was just saying that without the idea of me actually taking him up on that statement, maybe he just said that to say it. I didn't know and I honestly didn't even wanna find out.
Sighing, I approached what was a vacant bench by a bus stop and sat down. It was only me and the moon right now. All that could be heard was my shaky breath and my pounding heart. I looked around and observed my surroundings, suddenly becoming more and more paranoid at the darkness. The only light that could be seen was the street post light that dimly lit up the street in front of me. I shut my eyes for a moment to calm down, before I pulled out my phone and began going through my texts.
