Unconditional Love (slow updates)

Four

I couldn't stop thinking about what Navia told me about two days ago. It's been on loop in my head non-stop. I couldn't breathe without hearing her sad voice or close my eyes without seeing her pained expression. She's been ignoring my texts and calls too. I knew she was just a little pissed but she'll come through... I hope.

We've literally been through so much together. I didn't know I wanted to be in a relationship until her. She's the only person I've spoken about my dad to, as I'm the only person she's opened up about her own issues. Everything about her amazes me; the way she deals with her problems, the way she first approached me, the way she colour codes her outfits, the way she walks, the way she talks...

I was over at Luca's hoping it would cheer me up, it wasn't. It was us, his cousin and Nathan, playing on his PS4 in his basement. He was teamed with his cousin as I was with Nathan in our multiplayer game. I wasn't concentrating too much though, my mind would drift to Navia every now and then.

"Dude!" Nathan exclaimed unhappily, and gave me a small kick in the back.

"N*gga what?" I groaned.

"We're a team, you're supposed to cover me!"

"Damn sorry."

As you could see, I wasn't too into the game. Gun shots came from the TV before explosions took over the bottom left corner.

"Man What the f*ck?!" Nathan cursed "Why'd you kill me?"

"Oops." I sarcastically replied then got up from the ground.

I went to grab my phone and opened Instagram. I went to my recent DM's and saw that she left me on seen, again. My frown deepened at that sight.

"Bro cut him some slack, his girl just dumped him." Luca explained.

I turned around and glared at the biracial boy. "You really had to tell him?"

"Sorry."

"Why? What happened?" Nathan asked.

I sighed. I didn't want to get into details, or talk about it at all, but I didn't want to seem too emotional or hurt.

"She's pissed that I shouted at my adoptive sister." I answered. It was the first time referred to her as my sister.

"Well she does love children." he stated understandingly "But she'll come through, she really loves you.

I nodded and checked if she maybe answered my texts. I hoped he was right.

"And she didn't dump me, she's just ignoring me cause she's mad. We're still together."

"She's been ignoring you for how long exactly?" Marco, Luca's cousin asked.

"F*ck off white boy I ain't ask for a couple's counseling." I snapped.

I turned my phone off and went to sit on the ground in front of the couch. Luca was silently communicating with his cousin, probably explaining how I had anger issues and sh*t and that I'll eventually cool off. I just wanted my girlfriend back...

"Should I order pizza?" Luca asked, finally breaking the awkward silence.

"That'd be nice." Nathan answered.

"Yeah." Marco added.

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Once I got home I went straight to the kitchen. I filled a glass with water before chugging it all down. I placed the glass in the sink then turned around. I caught sight of the living room, where the TV was on to a kid's channel and an Afro was poking out form the couch.

That b*tch over there was the reason Navia wasn't talking to me. She's also the reason mom doesn't take care of me anymore (exaggeration I know, but I'm mommy's only little baby). She's a child, how was I supposed to like her?

With my hands in my pocket, I went upstairs, but didn't enter my room. I kept walking down the hall and entered the room. With the door closed and lights on, I walked in deeper. I slid my apron on as I sat down on my stool. I took a deep breath and rubbed my hands, staring at the half finished clay figure in front of me.

Apart from boxing, I love to mold and paint. I can spend hours or even days focused on an art piece. It all started when I received my very first A (besides gym) in the second grade, my teacher said my painting was really good for my age and has encouraged me ever since to keep practicing. Mom encouraged me too as she found it helped me calm down when I was mad.

I spilled some water on the clay in front of me to make the hard material softer. I grabbed a handful and started shaping it. I carefully added new pieces to what I had before. I probably spent minutes or even an hour or two finishing up, I lost track of time. It felt great because it took my mind off Navia for a while.

I took a look at my masterpiece with a smug smile. It was an abstract art type of sh*t so it took a little reflection to decipher what it was. To me it looked like a cartoonish stick man holding up a championship belt. I chuckled to myself feeling proud of my previous and current accomplishments. My good mood suddenly disappeared, making my smile drop, as I remembered another thing I've accomplished that I wasn't proud of... driving my girlfriend away. But as Nathan said she'll get over it soon cause she loves me.

Then a sickening thought crept into my head. What if one day she fell out of love with me? What if she never took me back even if I changed? I put my stuff away to ignore that but it kept repeating itself. My mind was clouded with the fear that one day she'll be done with me for good. If it did happen, I don't know how I would take it.

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