Talk To Me | •Slow Down Sequel•

Chapter 29- My #1🤱🏾🙎🏽‍♂️

Ayona

I could tell as days went by, that something weighed on Daystar's mind, but I couldn't tell what it was.

As I rocked my rapidly growing baby girl in my arms, I thunk of what I could do to help.

Tamika cooed, a ghost of a smile appeared on her face, her gums showing. I smiled in return, no matter what happens you'll always be my blessing babygirl.

Always my number one.

Even though, I'd refused to take the prescriptions, I'd been prescribed for pain; I was being "forced" to go to therapy and at times physical therapy.

They wanted to make sure, I was okay mentally—that I didn't suffer from PTSD, or anything of the like.

Even though I suffered some of its symptoms, I didn't need the therapy—felt like a waste of time. After all, I was human. A human, that'd been stabbed.

Maybe I had deserved it, maybe I hadn't. I wasn't going to lie and say I was an innocent person, but I had a good heart and I honestly had no idea how I'd gotten into such a situation.

A situation that I wanted behind me, so that I could get on track with my life again. Sure I had flashbacks, a hard time sleeping, and I was paranoid at times, but I could manage on my own.

I had Tamika to think about. Now that I had her, there was no way I planned on putting her in unnecessary danger. I loved her too much.

"Hey, Yona." I looked up. Porsha walked in, distracting me from my bothersome thoughts.

"Hey, what's going on?" She shrugged, "Same shit, different day, baby." She pursed her lips.

"Daystar, hit me up and said he'd be late coming in tonight so he wanted me to chill with you and Mika." A slow nod, was my response.

She took Mika from my arms, taking a seat on the couch aways from me. A playful gurgle rang from Tamika as Porsha tickled her.

I didn't know what was going on with him, this was his new routine—stay out all times of night, just to leave out early in the morning, if he even made home the night before that is.

"It's almost been a week since I seen him, is he alright?"

She waved me off, "He prolly just out being a nigga. Trynna act like he not hurting..." She rolled her eyes. "If Keem ain't working, he out with Daystar, doing whatever."

"That ain't weird?"

She shrugged, "Keem know I'm crazy, he bet not be up on no females and we good. Anything else, he grown enough not to do."

"Truu."

"When y'all two getting back together anyway?" I laughed. "What?" She asked, her voice getting higher.

"He- That's not happening.—"

"Oh, see that's BS, whatever you boutta spill out ya mouth and you know it. That boy care bout you so much, the blind can see it."

"He did all this for you, Yona." She rolled her eyes, "Look I'm ya best friend, for a reason and I get it, niggas out here is ruthless and unreliable, but girl Daystar actually care about you."

She got up, walking towards babygirls crib—she was asleep. After setting her in her crib, we left the room, baby monitor in hand.

We journeyed down the stairs towards the kitchen. "I mean, he could of just said fuck you and not have came to the hospital for real, but he didn't. I know ya trust is fucked up, but Yona open ya eyes before you lose him."

I knew she was right, but I couldn't just will myself to trust. That was something I had to work on and I hoped I would get it together in time.

"...Now, is you cooking? Cause I'm starving like Marvin." I chuckled. "Guess so."