Life in a shell 🐚

"True Colors"

We question ourselves daily, about how it amazes us that the person we love can just wake up one day and change! It's never a question for we foresee the unseen, but we deny it so we can stay living a lie. If only I'd listened 🤷🏼‍♀️! Months after our extravagant night, I moved out from my Mama and drop out of school. Felt like I was lost without my Pudding and when he suggested I move in with him, without hesitation I agreed. Wondering about my future never was on my mind. You might think that am just some spoiled brat that left home for reasons that I couldn't abide by, False information I must apply. Watching my Mama struggle to put clothes on our back and food on the table wasn't something to put up with. Over the days of being with my man, sharing passionate sex slowly came to an end when he became distant. Nights we slept together, times we shared only started to become a memory. Days went by and there was no sign of him or no call to know whether he was alive or not. Sleepless nights started,Nightmares came back, why was this happening to me? 😭 Here I am a sixteen year old drop out, wrapped up with a man I love and barely knew.  Times like this I wanted to call my Mama, just so her voice can comfort me. Footsteps slowly creaked on each step of the stairs. The bedroom door handle turned slowly, there he stood; I immediately ran towards him with tears in my eyes. "Baby,where were you?" I Said: His eyes darken as if the night sky's had entered the room. Wrapping my hands around him, he pushed me away and I slip onto the floor. As I fell he ran over to me saying "Shortcake I'm sorry, It was a mistake" , blind to everything around me I just instantly forgave him. He picked me up and place me on the bed and began rubbing my feet. Davon got up, kissed me on my forehead and walked towards the shower. On the night stand there was his bag, one of the pockets was unzip and a receipt from "Romantic Gestures" was listed on it. My heart skip a beat, wasn't Romantic Gestures located outside of London. What was really going on? I asked softly. Sound of water came to a stop when I swiftly placed his receipt back in the bag and hop back onto the bed. It seemed as if he know what had taken placed but I prayed deep down he had no idea. Hours has passed and no words were spoken, he laid next to me in our bed. Can I be so much in-love that am blind to who he truly is? What I thought was a bed of roses Relationship became a room of heartache and pain. How much more was I going to take? Who can I run to? Davon became abusive in ways I've never imagined. Weed use to be a pain reliever for me, until I stumble upon a girl by the name of "Mecca". She introduced me to a variety of candies 🍬 Mint you might think of. No! Meth, Cocaine, Heroin, just to name a few. Easily addicted I must add. Between his physical abuse and his lies, there had to been an escape plan. For if I stay death would be my only escape.