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Naava

“So, what are we supposed to do?” I asked lowly.

“What do you mean?” He sighed.

We were sitting downstairs on the couch. After we finally got Keisha to calm down, she went to sleep. It was hard seeing her like this, I could almost feel her pain.

“Chris, I don’t want to stay somewhere where I’m not wanted.” I said bluntly. “We’re not working out, especially when you refuse to talk to me.”

“Naava, I love you aight? And it’s not that I don’t want you staying here, I’m just hurt.” He said.

“Chris, what are we doing to ourselves? Look at our relationship, it’s fucked up!” I chuckled slightly. “This isn’t love.” I said. “All we ever do is fight, all the time. Either that or we don’t speak.”

“I know, but we can’t keep doing this. We supposed to be helping Key out, not fightin’. Naava when you called me a rapist that shit hurt, I ain’t gone lie about it.”

“And I said I was sorry Chris! Damn, I’m sorry that I said that. But after everything that I told you, you mean to tell me that you couldn’t have told me? You lied to me when all you had to do was say something.”

“I was going to, but it was hard for me to say something! And I thought you would’ve left me if I did tell if I did.” He fired back.

“I don’t care anymore, it’s not like it’s going to change anything.” I mumbled.

“You right.” He agreed.

“Chris, sometimes I just wish I could rewind everything.” I sighed as a tear leaked from my eye. “I think I should just go, I’ll find a place for me and Key to go.”

“Naava you don’t have to leave.” Chris said sternly. “What is that going to fix? Tell me.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I feel like this isn’t going to work out at all. Trust me, I’ve been through enough heartbreaks.”

“So, you really wanna leave?” He asked me as he touched my hand.

I can’t even lie, it was frustrating as hell. Now that I want to leave, he wants me to stay. Truth is, I don’t want to leave but I know we can’t keep this up. I didn’t have time for these games, I didn’t want to be somewhere and not be happy. Chris needed to think about some stuff, if he wanted me to stay then he needed to show me. Otherwise, I was leaving with Keisha. All I needed to do was find a nice place.

“I mean, I don’t want to―”

“Then don’t.” He said softly. And for the first time in weeks, I could see his whole attitude change.  He stood up and grabbed my hand. He pulled me up and led me up the stairs. Confused, I followed him, still holding his hand.

We walked into the bedroom and Chris closed the door behind us. He cupped my face in his hands and kissed me. I honestly didn’t know what to think. Was this a way of him apologizing? My brain couldn’t rack up anything but to just kiss him back, to just go with whatever he was trying to do.

I breathed out slowly as he pressed me against the wall. His kisses were soft and slow, like he was putting more meaning into it. I kissed him back as our lips separated, his hands gliding up my sides. He started playing with the button on my jeans. His lips pulled away from mine and he tucked his face into the crook of my neck. Chris finally unhooked my button from the hole and started tugging them down until they hit the floor. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest which was beating fast. I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them to the side. Chris picked me up and carried me to the bed. He laid me down gently and crawled on top of me, attacking my neck with kisses. His hands reached the hem of my shirt. He pulled it up and over my head and tossing it to the floor. He stared down at my body hungrily as he started fiddling with his jeans. I bit my bottom as he started to tug down his jeans until he was down to nothing but his boxers. The tingly feeling took over my body once I felt his fingers glide against me slowly. Chris didn’t have to ask me twice, I was ready.

***

My body felt heavy and numb as he rolled off of me. I didn’t know what to think now. I was more lost than anything.

“Naava.” Chris said, breaking me from my thoughts. I had been thinking to myself quietly for the past ten minutes.

“Hm?” I hummed as I laid my head on his chest.

“I love you, you know that right?” He asked. I smiled a little and turned my head to look up at him.

“I love you too.” I said softly. I felt a little pinch in throat, I felt like this wasn’t going to solve anything.

“What’s wrong?” He asked as his thumb grazed my shoulder.

“I’m going to be straight up, this isn’t going to fix anything Chris.” He sighed and closed his eyes. “I mean, just because we had sex won’t change the way this relationship is going.” I said.

“I know, I know.” He said lowly. “And as much as we argue over the dumbest shit, I don’t want you to leave.”

“Then prove it to me Chris, I don’t wanna deal with all the bullshit anymore.” I said.

“You won’t have to anymore, I promise.”

Keisha

I remember knocking everything to the floor, kicking everything, yelling, crying, and falling to the floor. I couldn’t take it anymore. I lost everything, I lost everyone. I felt like I was alone now even though I had many other people by my side. I hated my life, everything was just fucked up. I lost Jawan, my mom, and now my baby girl. What else could God possibly take from me? A person could only take so much.

The bedroom I was staying in was dark. The only light was coming from under the door. I heard people talking and they definitely didn’t belong to Chris’ or Naava’s. I could smell food so I guess they were making dinner. All I wanted to do was go back to sleep but I couldn’t. I was wide awake and every time I tried to go back to sleep I’d wake back up. I wasn’t going to leave this bed though, I didn’t want to move anywhere. There was a soft knock on my door and then it opened slowly.

“Hey,” Chris said as he stood in the doorway. “You alright?” He asked.

Well I’m doing great, you know, since I just lost my baby and all.

“I’m feeling okay.” I managed to say without my voice cracking.

“Well, my mama is downstairs and Jasmine is on her way over. She wanted to chill with you for a little bit, is that alright with you?” I nodded my head and sat up a little bit.

“What are you guys making downstairs?” I asked.

“Well Mama and Naava are making steak and some other stuff, I don’t know since I was kicked out the kitchen.” He chuckled. “You wanna go downstairs?”

“Not really.” I mumbled.

“Aight, well I’ll be downstairs if you need me.” He said. I nodded and leaned back in my pillows as I watched him close the door behind him.

The door opened again and there stood my best friend who I felt like I haven’t seen in years. She smiled a little and rushed over to hug me, wrapping her arms around me tightly. Tears instantly started flowing down my cheek.

“Key, are you okay?” She asked, I could hear it in her voice that she was crying too. I couldn’t even talk because I was crying so hard. “I’m sorry for not being around more.” She sniffled.

“It’s okay.” I choked out.

“So it was a girl huh?” She asked as she pulled away. I sniffed and nodded my head slowly. “You talk to Jawan’s mom?” I shook my head no.

“Wow, but are you okay at least?” I shrugged.

“I’ll be okay.” I mumbled.

“I love you Key.” She said as she pulled me into a hug. I hugged her again and closed my eyes to keep the tears from coming down.

“I love you too.” I muttered back.

I’m glad Jasmine came by. She made me feel better and she was always there when I needed her. I loved her so much, she was like a sister to me.

“You wanna come downstairs? Chris’ mom is making everyone dinner.” I shook my head no. “Please Key, you gotta get out of this bed.”

“Can we just stay up here for a little bit?” I asked her.

“Fine, but only on one condition.” She said.

“What?”

“You come downstairs with me.” She said as a smile crept up on her face.

“Fine, Jas.” I smiled.  She smiled widely and pulled out her phone.

“Smile!” She said quickly before she snapped a picture of me.

“Ew stop.” I laughed as I shoved the camera away from me.

It was fun having her around, every second I felt like I was becoming myself again…or so I thought.

thelastkingfanfic:

Brielle

It took two hours to convince the police that we were okay and that everything was fine. Someone on the street had filed a complaint against us saying we were causing “violence” so they gave us a warning. If anything else happened, Deja would have to face consequences. I was pissed…

We’ll seeeee. & I’m sorry! Lol, things will get better tho..sorta

Lmao, I knowwwww.

Yeaah, it is depressing lol. But there’s going to be more drama.

Keisha

It was hot and sweaty. Everything went dark after a while and l was beginning to think that I was dead. I couldn’t feel a damn thing except anger. I didn’t know why I was angry or why I was so hot. But then it hit me, I had nothing anymore.

I had absolutely nothing.

She was there, she was alive and healthy and then suddenly she was gone. Just like that, she was gone forever. So now I was back to square one. Back to being alone.

Now I really don’t have anything to live for.

If I could change anything, I’d change the fact that I even sold those drugs in the first place. If I didn’t feed into Jawan’s peer pressure, he’d still be here. It was my fault that he died. Everything seemed to be my fault. My baby is gone because of me.

I remember collapsing at Jawan’s casket. I don’t think I’ve ever cried so hard in my entire life. I wanted him to hear me, I wanted to let him know that I was sorry. But I couldn’t, he couldn’t hear me. He couldn’t hear a damn thing that I was saying and I think that was what really broke me.

He was gone forever and there was no coming back.

So all the crying and screaming that I was doing had no purpose. He couldn’t hear me, no matter how bad that I wanted him to. He couldn’t hear me, I wanted him to so bad. I wanted to hold him, I just wanted to see Jawan alive and well. But the only time that was ever going to happen was when I was sleeping. So that’s all I did, I slept. I slept for a week straight. After the surgery, after being moved around to different rooms, that’s all I did was sleep. I kept my eyes closed, all I wanted to do was see blackness. If not that, my baby’s face but that obviously wasn’t going to happen.

“Keisha, baby, are you okay?” Her voice asked as she touched the side of my face. I didn’t respond, I just kept my eyes closed.

“Is she sweating?” I heard him ask.

Suddenly I felt myself cheer up a little. He was here, the only person I knew that would understand. My eyes fluttered open and the good feeling that I just had faded. The man that I was staring at wasn’t who I thought it was. It wasn’t Chris, it wasn’t Chris at all. So I just stared at him blankly. There was no emotion in my face whatsoever. He gave me a faint smile before he handed me a bouquet of flowers and a card. I didn’t respond to that either, I just took the gifts and sat them in my lap, staring aimlessly at the card he’d just given me.

“Keisha,” Naava said lowly. “You can come back to the house today. It’s been a week.”

A week, a fucking week. A week since I lost my baby girl. The only connection that I had left was now gone. Jawan’s seed, my baby, she was gone. I’ve been depressed for months now. I was depressed even when Jawan was around. How could I possibly be happy? I damn sure couldn’t be happy now. There was no happiness that could ever occur now, my life was over.

“If it makes you any better, Jasmine and Diggy are stopping by.” Naava said as she wiped the sweat away from my head. “We have court next week, you’re going to be staying with Chris and I for good now.” She smiled. But even that couldn’t make me feel better. I was once so excited about living in a home where I knew people cared about me. Now? I didn’t care, I could care less,

I was beginning to think God hated me. He had to, he was supposed to bless me with a beautiful healthy baby girl, instead I got the opposite, I got nothing.

Fuck my life.

“We’re leaving sometime this afternoon, the doctor wants to get a good look at you before we go.” She said. “You want anything to eat?” She asked.

“I’ll go down to the cafeteria for you if you want.” The guy said. I just looked at him again, as if staring at him would bring Jawan back. That man, that stranger, I wanted to know who he was and why he was here.

“Keisha.” Naava said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I just looked at her in response. “Baby you gotta eat something.” I still didn’t respond. I just stared at the wall, the same white walls that I’ve been trapped in before I even went home with Naava.

“Where’s Chris?” I finally said. My voice scared me, I felt like it changed. There was no life to it.

Naava had a little spark in her eye. She sighed and sat down on the bed.

“He’s coming now.” She said lowly. “Now did you want anything?” I shook my head no slowly. “Can I meet you in the car?” She asked the man. He nodded and stood up, walking out of the room.

“Who was that?” I frowned.

“He’s my friend, he’s taking me to get my car back from the mall’s parking lot. Chris should be here any minute, he’s going to stay with you while I go shower and stuff.” She said. I just looked at her.

Naava was one of the most prettiest women that I’ve ever seen. She always had an uptempo happy vibe that you got from her, she didn’t have that now. She looked drained, I could tell that she was sad. Anyone could tell Naava’s emotions. When she was sad, she looked drained, and her hair was limp and lifeless. She’s always told me that she just wanted one day to herself, just so she could relax and be happy. I don’t think she’s ever gotten that day.

“Hey,” a voice said followed by a soft knock on the door. “How are you?” Chris asked as he walked in with a bear, flowers, a card, and a bag of whatever else,

“I’m okay.” I said lowly, but I smiled too.

“These are for you.” Chris smiled as he handed me the gifts.

“Thank you.” I smiled. Chris nodded and set the bag on the floor.

“Okay, so I’ll be back in a bit.” Naava said as she stood up and walked towards the door.

“How you getting the car?” Chris asked finally. That’s the only thing that he’s said to her, he didn’t even acknowledge her when he walked in.

“My friend’s taking me.” She said and before Chris could even respond, Naava had shut the door.

I watched Chris’ reaction. He looked drained as well, but not as bad as Naava. Chris seemed like he’s seen better days, he looked happier than he usually did.

“So I went out and bought these.” Chris said quickly as he showed me at least five different cd’s of The Fresh Prince of Bel Air. “I figured since you ain’t leaving till like five, we could just watch these.” He said.

“Okay.” I said. Chris always upped my mood. He was like an older version of Jawan sometimes, and I think the only reason he made me so happy was because his spirit lived on through him. Sometimes Chris would do the exact same thing I know Jawan would do, it was almost scary. But I saw Chris as a big brother and a best friend. He reminded me of Jawan so much, that’s why I always wanted him around. I just wanted to feel okay again, I didn’t want to feel dead inside anymore.


Naava

“So what’s up with you really?” Drake asked as he drove.

“Nothing.” I mumbled.

“Really?” He smirked as he glanced at me for a second. “Forreal, I haven’t seen you this upset before.”

“Why do you even care?” I snapped. I didn’t mean to, but I was just physically and emotionally drained. I was tired, I was so tired of it all.

“Just because Chris doesn’t care, doesn’t mean I don’t have to.” He retorted.

“Sorry, it’s just…I don’t know what I’m going to do.” I sighed. “He doesn’t talk to me, all he does is talk to Keisha and if it’s not her, it’s some bitch on the phone.” I spat.

“Bitch? What if that’s his friend or something?” He asked.

“A woman knows Drake, trust me.” I mumbled. “Whoever that girl is that he’s talking to, calls him every day and he just answers it like its nothing!” I yelled.

“Well ask yourself something.” He said. “Are you happy with where things are?” I shook my head no. “Then what are you doing? You’re taking away your own happiness, for what?”

“It’s not even like that, it’s just that-“

“You love him, I know how the story goes.” He chuckled faintly. “Well if he loves you, he wouldn’t be acting that way and neither would you.” He said bluntly. “Chris is my nigga but I don’t think you should waste your time on him and neither should he.”

“Okay Dr. Phil.” I smirked.

“I’m just being real with you, I’ve been down that road before and trust me it’s something you don’t want to go down.” He said sincerely.

“It’s happened to me before.” I admitted. Drake pulled up to a red light and looked at me. “What?” I asked.

“If it’s happened to you before, why are you setting yourself up again?” He asked. I shrugged my shoulders. “Naava, you two need to work that out, forreal.”

“I know, I know.” I mumbled.

“You know, but you not gone do it, I can tell already.” He said bluntly.

“Well you try talking to someone who ignores the fuck outta you then.” I snapped. “I try to talk to him Drake, I honestly do but he’s just not hearing me. What the hell am I supposed to do? There’s no fixing us, we’re done.”

“Then what are you sticking around for? You love him right? If you love him so much, either tell him the honest truth or dip, it’s simple. It’s either A or B, there’s no C, D, E, F, or G baby.” He said. “And to answer your question, I care because I don’t think any woman deserves to be put through that shit.”

I just looked at him, Drake always had that really cute trait about him. He cared so much and I felt like he understood me though I didn’t want to admit it.

“Okay,” I said lowly. “I get it now. I’ll fix it, okay?” I said. Drake smiled and placed his hand on my thigh.

“Good.”

***

“Okay, we’re home.” I said softly as I patted Keisha’s leg. She stared blankly out of the window as Chris opened the door for her. She didn’t say anything as Chris helped her out of the car.

As soon as we left the hospital she went mute. She wasn’t talking, even when Chris tried to make her smile. She was just empty inside, I could see it. I felt so bad for her, I didn’t know what I could do. She lost her boyfriend, her unborn baby, and there’s a possibility that she might be sent to jail for child pornography. I knew there was nothing I could do to make her happy, the only thing I could do was comfort her and even at that, it didn’t seem to work.

Chris helped her into the house, she still kept that same drained look on her face. I quickly went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water so she could take her medicine. I trotted up the stairs and sat walked into her bedroom , Chris was talking to her but instantly stopped when I came in.

“Um, she has to take her medicine.” I said lowly.

“Oh.” Chris mumbled. He stood up and walked out of the room without saying anything after that. I sighed and rolled my eyes, sitting down next to Keisha who was just staring at all baby gifts we’d bought for her. She was staring so hard it was starting to scare me.

“Here,” I said lowly as I held out the two pills that she had to take. “You gotta take these for the next seven days.” She slowly took the pills and threw them in the back of her mouth and downed it with the bottle of water. Then she turned back to the items on the floor, her breathing getting heavy. “Key, you alright?” I asked. She continued to stare at the baby clothes and car seats on the floor and along the mini shelf.

She stood up and walked over to the shelf.

“Take it…” She whispered. “Take it all back.” She said lowly. I stood up and before I could reach her she swung her arms and began to throw everything around the room. “Take it all back!” She yelled.

“Keisha, stop!” I shouted as I tried grab her but she pulled away and continued to throw everything.

“Take it all the fuck back! Just take it back!” She shouted. She collapsed on the floor, covering her face as she began to cry uncontrollably. I stooped down to her and quickly wrapped my arms around her.

“It’s going to be okay, I promise.” I whispered in her hair. “Promise.” She started to shake the harder she cried.

Just then the door flew open, revealing Chris who looked like he’d seen a ghost. I looked at him as he sighed and walked over to us. He wrapped his arms around the both us and kissed her forehead.

“What did I do so wrong?” She cried. Chris and I looked at each other, we read each other’s minds. I knew exactly what he was saying, we needed to have a long talk.

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