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𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟏, 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟕
°𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮°

You know that feeling when you know somethings wrong with you: mentally, emotionally, spiritually. It's a feeling that envelopes me practically everyday now. I always knew I had psychological issues but it seems that life is affecting me more and more everyday. It has gotten to the point where I don't eat, I barely sleep, and I'm constantly over thinking about the most trivial matters. What makes the problem worse is I recognize it. I know that I control my mind and my thoughts but I just can't seem to shake this feeling. The worse thing is that I hate this feeling but I can't seem to overcome it: no matter how hard I try to.

My first day back to school was smooth. Smoother than I thought it would be. No one said anything. I earned a few snickers and glares as I walked the halls but if they wasn't saying shit to me I wasn't worried. I'm in my last class now, daydreaming honestly. The teacher was lecturing about something but I didn't know nor care to pay attention. I feel a tap on my shoulder, bringing me back into reality.

" you okay prence?" I hear Jared ask me. He's been trying to talk to me the whole class but I wasn't in the mood for aggravation.

I nod in response. He makes a solemn face but doesn't say anything, just turns his attention back to the teacher. The rest of the class went by quick and then it was time to go. As I'm gathering my stuff, Jared taps me again.

" I know we not really that close but can we go to the mall? Just you and I?"

I look at him blankly. I wanted to say nah so bad but he seems genuinely concerned.

I really just wanted to be with him.

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" so how are your classes going?" He asks, sitting across me from. We went in a couple of stores, he bought some stuff, now we're sitting in the food court. I was honestly zoned out half the time we were here.

" Jared the fuck want?" I ask with no expression of emotion. He sits up in his chair and continues to eat.

" I know you may not like be, because of you know who but, prence I can tell when someone is battling with something." I squint my eyes at him. " I don't know what it is nor is it my business but I'm here for you if you ever need someone to talk to. I mean that." He looks up at me.

I sigh.

I know there are people who are worried about me. I know there are people who probably do care about me. But none of those people matter if it's not my friends, my pops, or my nigga. I see through Jared. He's doing this out of spite, I feel it. Though I could be overthinking, which I highly doubt.

" I appreciate that Jared but I'm fine, I promise." I say looking at him. He smiles.

" good."

We sit in a comfortable silence, listening to the banter around.

" you going to Elliot's party?"

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