𝐁𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐊, devanté swing.¹

unseen memories.

The second one was a little family portrait of Stormi, her mother and her late grandmother Ruby.

The last one was definitely a rare picture of Dorothy, Stormi, her late aunt Vivian and her little cousin Michael.

Laying the pictures down she wiped the few tears that ran down her face. At one point her family was alive and joyful. Only people left from these pictures was her and her little cousin Michael who just turnt 19. "Thank you! I've never seen any of those pictures before. Where did you get them?"

"No problem, August and I stopped by that old white dude house...Earl something and he gave them to us." Stormi let out a small chuckle, Earl Mills was her mother's manager. Her mother loved him with every bone in her body. If only she'd expressed her feelings they could've got married and been happy. Maybe she would even still be alive.

"Let me hit you with something?" Stormi nodded waiting for him to ask the question. "Why don't you talk about her, I've never really heard you speak on her."

"It's not anything bad, I just ain't go nothing to say. She died when I was 15, I didn't get to experience the memories I wanted. I can only remember, so much anyway. Finding her in that bathroom just messed up everything for me."

"Man, I didn't know that you found her. I'm really sorry Storm."

"It's fine, you don't have anything to be sorry for."

"Y'know, Mr. Earl said you are you're father in everything. You only get you're beauty and heart from you're mother."

"Well, I guess that's true unfortunately." She shrugged. She really didn't wanna touch on this subject at the moment.

"I mean, I know y'all got issues and unsolved problems, but that's you're dad and speaking from myself from what we talked about last night. I have kids and I'm not around them as much as I should be, but I try to be in their lives as much as I can. I don't want the relationship that Nicholas has with you for my kids. I couldn't live knowing my own blood don't wanna' be bothered with me. At some point, you gotta talk to him and work it out."

"I can try, but you gotta do something in return."

"And what's that mama?"

"Go, vist you're family and kids."

"I can do that, but you gotta go with me."

"Alright, I'll hold you to that." It was comforting to talk about her mother a subject she didn't really bring up. But it still hurt, it was something she couldn't stop thinking about. The memories just wouldn't fade.

I can hear your laugh,
it's ringing through the hallways.

I can see your smile,
it's what gets me through my hard days

And your words were supposed to get me
Through my heartache, before my heartbreak

There's an emptiness that only few ever feel
And I somehow missed the meaning of love that is real

And it compliments
my scars that will never heal

Maybe I didn't deserve you
Maybe I just couldn't cure you

They told me that I didn't hurt you
Why do I feel like I turned you?

Maybe I don't understand it
Tell me is this how you planned it?

Did you see us so stranded
Maybe I'm too much to manage

And if you weren't gonna guide me
Why bring me into the light?

Must have done something
To make you want to run and hide

Why oh why didn't you just live your life?
And every girl needs a mother
And damn it I needed you

Instead you duck for cover
And you ran from the truth
And like kids do, you waited around for proof

Maybe I didn't deserve you
Maybe I just couldn't cure you

They told me that I didn't hurt you
Why do I feel like I turned you?

Maybe I don't understand it
Tell me is this how you planned it?

Did you see us so stranded
Maybe I'm too much to manage

Mama, maybe I didn't deserve you..

MY NOTE!
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thank you all for reading!
the song is,
letter by kehlani.
I will also be using kehlani's
discography for stormi
in the entire story.