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Chapter 16: Holiday Trip to...

Please excuse ANY errors.

December 20, 1998

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

"Wait, you already put my other bags in the car?" Tia asked me, wiping her wet hands on her sweats.

"Yep, it right along with the driver is waiting for us." I nodded, pointing to the door.

"Babe, where are we going?" Tia asked me once again with her hands together as if she were praying, hopeful that I'd reveal the location.

I walked closer to her and wrapped my arms around her. "Okay, you really wanna know?" I said looking down at her.

"Mhm." She mumbled looking up at me with hopeful eyes and a grin.

I pecked her lips, then responded with, "OH WELL." I shrugged my shoulders at her, laughing.

She popped her mouth and then grabbed her last suitcase. "A'ight, Donald!"

"I gave you a hint ALREADY. What more do you want from me?" I wined jokingly.

"All you said was that the place was cold." Tia raised her eyebrows. "But that's fine. I accept that it's a surprise. Thank you!" She jumped on me and I caught her. Surprisingly because I was caught off guard.

I held onto her by her butt. "A'ight, imma give you one more hint, ALTHOUGH you got like three ALREADY. You KNOW that we gon' be gone for a while, you need your passport, it's a cold place, and this last hint... My last hint is that you gon' like it." I nodded.

She jumped down from my grasp. "That doesn't tell me anything, but come on! Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! I'm so ready!" She hopped out of the room, dragging her suitcase.

Her happy ass! I shook my head at her giddiness, then walked out of the room myself. I grabbed her suitcase just as we were about to go down the steps.

"Keep hoppin' and you gon' hop yo froggy ass then tumble yo ass down them stairs," I told her.

"I'm not that stupid. Second of all, I'm skipping not hopping." Tia chuckled at me, then ran down the stairs excitedly.

She can't help that though. She does have Borderline Personality Disorder they often experience extreme highs and lows. Not saying that all people with Borderline Personality Disorder get like experience it the same as she does because I mean, different strokes for different folks. High energy levels aka mood swings are why BPD is often confused with Bipolar Disorder.

When she's excited, she is over-exuberant and doesn't mind me being around at all. When she's feeling too down, she doesn't really want to be around anyone including myself, but I do let her know that I'm here for her. Sometimes she even allows me to hold her.

We haven't been through too many lows these past seven months, but we don't live with each other, so I'm also not there 24/7 to witness her lowest of lows. I'm still learning about it though. Shits kinda hard, but I know it's even harder for her having to experience it.

I use this method I learned which is to ask if she needs to vent, does she need my input/advice, if she just needs me to hold her or space. It works most of the time, but there's progress with that. She actually has a psych evaluation appointment a few days after I plan on coming back from this trip. Tia wants me to come along. Her therapist recommended it as well, just so I can learn MORE about it. So yeah...