"Kaden is out of his coma. We're back together." I said to Sidney. She stopped and observed me for a minute.
"I imagine I'm the only one you've shared this news with." She said. I laughed.
"I know it sounds crazy, but he's not that crazy Lace I told you about anymore. I visited him everyday this week, and I can see he's changed." I told her.
"You sure he won't come home and get set off?" She asked.
I nodded, "An anger problem just doesn't disappear. I'm willing to get him help just like I'm getting help. I'll bring him next time." I said. She nodded.
"Well, I guess that's all for this session." I nodded, leaving the room. I had never taken a seat.
I went immediately to the hospital. I walked in as they were preparing Kaden for discharge. I walked with him the the front desk to sign papers, and we left. I drove him home. I helped get him inside his apartment and everything.
"When you plan on letting the hood know you straight?" I asked. He shook his head.
"One thing about the streets: they're accountable for every pair of shoes that touch them. The streets knew I was here before I got here." Kaden said. I looked at him for a second. I had heard that before.
"King always said that." I mumbled in recognition. He smiled.
"During those two years, I met King. I talked about you so much, my Kaia. He always just listened, smiling. He never told me he was your brother until one day I fucked around and confessed what I put you through. I had to fight that nigga with everything in me. He tried to kill me." Lace laughed. I shook my head.
"I'm guessing he told you what he did too."
Lace nodded, "He was so sorry. He begged me to get you to see him when I got out. I told him I would."
"I won't be seeing him." I stated.
"You won't have to. All you'll be visiting is the cemetery." Lace told me. I starred at him in disbelief.
"He didn't die while I was there. When I was there he was my brother. Nobody fucked with the two of us."
"So how'd he die?" I asked.
"There was a riot. Shit gets out of hand during riots." Lace explained.
"I have to go see my mom." I mumbled. I walked out immediately.
I got in the car and drove home, to my mom's house. I tried to unlock it but my key didn't fit. I knocked on the door, but she didn't even answer. I rolled my eyes.
"She can hold a grudge for ever."
I looked under the welcome mat, finding the spare key. That's really not a smart place. I unlocked the door and let myself in.
I heard music blasting from upstairs. I followed the sound of the music to her room.
"Ma... Suh where you at?" I asked. I walked into her bathroom and screamed. She looked at me, but she was damn near gone. I looked at the empty pill bottle in her hand, and then at her. I kissed her forehead.
"I love you mommy."
"I love you too." She whispered before closing her eyes. I began crying as I grabbed the phone dialing 911. I've lost too many, but I'm accustomed to it now.
I know people are all temporary.
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Unaccustomed: Urban
RomanceYou ever felt like you didn't know what was going on, but you didn't care. You knew everything was right. That's all that mattered? That's how I felt with Josiah. I didn't know if it was love. I didn't know if we could really make this shit work. ...