Beautiful Mystery

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Is my pain your freedom?
Is all of my pain your freedom? Enjoy...










Jahseh's pov :

"FUCK!" I yelled as I came into the abandoned house. Why do I still continue to try in this world? Fucking why Jahseh? I wanted to just sit here and cry like a pussy but I wasn't gonna do that. I always keep my emotions in. Feeling like there was a presence of some sort, I looked over to the window to the window where the drawing was. I don't even know why, but I felt like something was there. You're thinking too much, stop it... But in that next second I heard a loud sigh come from where I was just looking.

"Who the fuck is in here?!" I yelled angrily. Who the fuck would be in here? I almost missed it but in that area I heard a silent 'fuck', then the person who was there started running towards the stairs. It was dark but I know my way around this place, so I started chasing the mystery person up the stairs, tackling them at the top.

I wasn't expecting what came next.

She started yelling at me to get off her, saying I was her uncle and for me not to rape and beat her. She was wincing as I was still on top of her. That's when I noticed the bruise on her temple when the moonlight caught her face.

She was beautiful...

"Stop fucking screaming, I'm not going to hurt you."

She looked pretty relieved after hearing that, but she was still scared.

"I'm sorry, I panicked, I'm so sorry" she babbled. I felt sorry for this girl. Whatever was happening to her, she had it bad. "Whatever," I grumbled out. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked her. She looked somewhat scared. "Well, uh, I-I ran a-away a-and this w-was my only r-resort," she stuttered.

So she ran away? I thought to myself. She must have really been going through it yo.

I wanted to get a better look at her so I took my phone out of my pocket and turned the flashlight on.

So damn beautiful...

"How do you know about this house?" I asked, genuinely wondering how she knew about the house. She stared at me for a minute, face expressionless. "I discovered it as a little kid. It used to be my safe haven." She explained simply. I don't know why, but I couldn't stop staring at her. I know I'm acting like a pussy but there's just something about her.

A beautiful mystery...

I ended up asking for her name, learning it was Sonya. I immediately thought back to the pictures scattered along the house, noting that the name signed under them was Sonya. I asked her if she was the one who drew them and she looked shocked that I asked. She asked me how I knew about them but little did she know this was my safe haven too. To get away from all the bullshit in the world..

My stomach started growling and she offered me food. Since I never really go home, I don't eat much. I accepted and started to follow her but she started walking towards the window. When I asked her what she was doing she just rolled her eyes and told my to follow her.

And you know what my pussy ass did.

I followed her.

This girl was climbing on trees and shit.

I could've fell off and died. I mean, not that I would have minded but ya know..

But it turns out she was leading me to a small tree house in one of the bigger trees. We climbed in and I noticed a big Nike duffel bag sitting in the corner. She started to go through it pulled out a small package of powdered donuts and some water. I mumbled out a thanks and began eating, finishing everything within two minutes. She looked at me oddly and then asked my if I wanted some more.

Being honest, this was the nicest thing someone has done for me. I don't vibe with many people so I keep to myself. Nobody really goes out of their way to make friends with me anyways. I didn't give a fuck though. I don't need anybody.

I took the other packages of donuts and began eating, her handing me another water bottle as I finished.

I started staring at her hard. Analyzing every little thing about her. I noticed more bruises peaking from under the sleeves of her shirt. Her own family did this bullshit to her. I wonder how she survived this. She must be brave as fuck. It takes a lot to endure that shit. She started to mess with her fingers, intertwining them together, I guess me staring was making her awkward...

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked me slightly annoyed. She's like an open book. Anyone could look at her and know what's going on, what her story was. Well, anyone with common sense.

"I can see your pain."

That's the last thing I said to her before I climbed out of the treehouse and went back inside the house. I was getting pretty tired considering the time it was. I might be a good nigga, but we get tired too. I went to the little sleep bag I stashed in here and laid it down on the ground. Getting slightly comfortable, I fell asleep thinking about the girl I just met.

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The sun started shining into the house, waking me up. When I first wake up is probably the only time I'm not angry or upset. I'm chill first thing in the morning. This morning I was slightly in my feelings so I grabbed the guitar I hid in here and began tuning it.

In my mind I'm a reckless ass nigga that don't give a fuck about anyone. I have no trust in anyone except for a few. But in my heart I still have feelings. Only a pussy nigga would say he doesn't have feelings.

You sound like a pussy nigga.

I started playing a simple tune and sang along..

'I've dug two graves for us my dear'
'Can't pretend that I was perfect leaving you in fear'
'Oh man what a world, the things I hear'
'If I could act on my revenge then, oh, would i'
'Some kill, some steal, some break your heart'
'And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk'
'Well broken hearts break bones, so break up fast'
'And I don't wanna let it go so in my grave I'll rot'
'I've dug two graves for us my dear'
'Can't pretend that I was perfect leaving you in fear'
'Oh man what a world, the things I hear'
'If I could act on my revenge then , oh, would i'
'Some kill, some steal, some break your heart'
'And you thought that I would let it go and let you walk'
'Well broken hearts break bones, so break up fast'
'And I don't wanna let it go so in my grave I'll rot'
'In my grave I'll roooooooot'

I continued playing the soothing tune, not giving a fuck about anything right now. Music was my happy place. I could get so lost in it. If I didn't have music , I didn't have sanity.

I could feel a presence, like someone just staring at me. I turned around and saw Sonya sitting on the edge of the window.

"That was beautiful."

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