Nyeisha white, is an 20 year old girl who just got out of college and an abusive relationship. she doesn't drink, smoke, nun of that. but then.. then she met somebody she never knew would change her life.
for better or for worse?
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- Nyeisha White - - Brooklyn, New York -
"Thank you" i sighed sitting up as i watched pop come through the door with soup and some water in his hand.
"You feelin' any type better?" he asked putting it on the table next to my hospital bed.
"it hurts.. but i'll be okay" i grabbed the soup and the spoon. "This from my favorite place" i smiled lightly.
"i know, baby. i wanted to make you feel better" he said reaching into his bag. "i brought some snacks too"
"How's kayla?"
"She's fightin', man" he sighed. "she's fightin' hard"
"she'll pull through, Pop. i'm sorry" he shook his head.
"it ain't your fault. i shoulda never left y'all home alone"
"I just wasn't ready-"
"it's over wit', ight'? chill" he sighed as i ate the soup.
"it's okay to cry, baby. that's your daughter"
Kai wasn't taken or anything. when pop got to the apartment, he was crying loudly but he wasn't harmed in any way.
he's with pops mother and father right now while we're figuring shit out.. They found kayla last night and ever since she got here, her heart rates been going up and down every few minutes.
pop isn't showing any emotion which is hurting me. i know it's hurting him he just wants to be strong.
"I been hurt my whole life, Ny. Allah already broke me" i furrowed my eyebrows.
"who?"
"God baby" he chuckled lightly. "It's a term muslims use for God. you don't have any muslim family members?" he asked.
"i mean.. not that i know of.. My family didn't really talk to me that much so even if i did, they never told me about it" he nodded. "i'm sorry if i offended-"
