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02.

↞ Symoria Logan Carter ∥ Face ↠
Dallas , TX // Friday , 10:25 AM.

"Face!" My daddy called me and I got up .

"Yea?" I opened the door seeing him in the bathroom .

"You took yo medicine?"

I looked around and stayed quiet . "No." I mumbled .

"Why not? You need it , I been seeing it you ain't the same without it."

"I'm bout to run out ." I walked in the bathroom and grabbed it from in the medicine cabinet showing him .

"Ima get you some more , you still need to take it if you don't wanna go back to the therapist."

"Definitely not going back to her." I shook my head taking a pill out the bottle .

"Give me the bottle cause you not finna keep skipping days."

I handed him the bottle frowning knowing he would really make me take them everyday .

"I don't need them everyday." I frowned . "Just sometimes."

"Okay when you need them let me know , I'm not gone make you take it if you don't like the way it make you feel."

"Okay." I nodded walking out and going to the kitchen .

I took the pill and went back in my room before he walked in .

"Ima be back in like a hour , I gotta handle something. If you need me , call me don't text me cause I'm probably not gone see it."

"Okay." I nodded .

He gave me a hug and kissed me on my cheek . "Lift yo head up , stop walking with it down." He lifted my chin .