SAME DAY
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ARMON
"Well from the looks of it" the doctor started
'She better wake the fuck up" I finished
'She awake but in a lot of pain.. and their suggesting that she goes to rehab for suicidal attempts" the doctor spoke
I sighed rubbing my hands down my face thinking what am I supposed to tell her momma
'For how long" I asked.
The man took his glasses off and sat down
'What's your relations to ha" he spoke
Now he wanna act like a hood nigga
'That's my niece"
'Okay imma just tell you like this.. she really don't need ta go ta rehab that's how I see it.. when dealing with rehab you can go in straight and come out fucked up. I know because I had a little sister just like her and she was dealing wit shit and my momma sent her off to rehab because of one slip up only one and when she got out she looked worse she attempted suicide again and it worked" he sighed
'Now ion think she needs rehab just some one to talk to. This not the first time something like this happened I worked with her befo and she got a good head on her shoulders. But by you being her uncle you be that nigga that she can talk to. ask her about therapy and if she agree go with her that can be something y'all bond on just don't let them send her there I'd hate ta hear bout her dying" he Finished
Wise bald muthafucka huh?
'Fashoo" I nodded as we both stood up
'She in room 506" dapping him up I grabbed our food and walked to ha room
Yeah I still had that Wendy's I threw that mf on ha bed
As I walked in the room she was laying there playing with her fingers
'Ari'es" I spoke
'Why didn't you just leave me there" she spoke with her eyes watering
'Why would I do that" I pulled up a chair and sat down.
'Because I don't feel like I belong I don't have a purpose no one understands how I feel I have anxiety, separation problems, depression, i hear a voice in my head telling me to kill myself. You've only known me 2 weeks and you've been here more than what my mother has checked up on me in a month. Im damaged" she spoke looking at me
Well damn (Gucci man voice)
I scratched my head.
"I was diagnosed with serious anxiety problems at 3 when I woke up from my coma i was in since I was 2. After that I was diagnosed with separation problems when I was 4 I was scared to leave my momma then I met Mikey I was scared to leave him but when I was 10 my momma moved me from him I had my first real anxiety attack because I was separated from him I was in the hospital for about 2 weeks because I couldn't breathe correctly on my own.
After that I didn't feel safe my momma had her attention diverted to me checking on me giving me comfort then she had Prada it was like I wasn't there at all. So I stayed in my room I distance myself she brought me something to eat and drink to my door and took me to school and picked me up but that was all.
I didn't make actual contact with Prada until she was 2 and I was 13. My daddy tried to come back for me and see me make me live with him. I wanted to but I act like I didn't because I knew my mom wouldn't budge and let me do anything with him. So I started back staying in my room. I was 16 when I started coming out more and standing up for myself. Playing with Prada and making others happy.
I was bullied because I didn't talk I was treated differently because I was quiet. And one day I got tired of it and went off when I did I was considered crazy. I switched schools and transferred to lake Norman.
And then after I turned 17 Mikey came back for the few little weeks that he's been back it was okay until last week and it all hit me and today I was tired of it and that's why we're here" She finished
I nodded my head sorta kinda understanding where she was coming from
'Well I can kinda relate" I spoke up
'How" she said lowly
'My moms and pops started arguing heavy after they kicked asyja out. I wasn't my pops fault she was gone Tho moms had kicked her out he made her go to rehab after she kicked her out and stabbed him. Pops left but he still cared for ha
'I watched everything unfold while she kicked her out pops had no say so tho it was like she had some shit hung over his head.
'Yo mom had came in tha house and she was crying i was on the steps. I was told ta go to sleep but I wanted to wait fa asyja to get home first because I slept with her.
Moms walked up to her and smacked her Asyja didn't even tell them she was pregnant yet pops sat there he pulled moms off of her and asyja told them.
Momma started yelling and cussing she was beating her up n some mo. I ran down there and moved momma and she pushed me and I fell into tha glass table and busted my head. My sight was blurry cause I was crying. Shit what else was I posed to do I was only 4. Asyja was guarding her stomach as moms was hitting her and pops finally got her off of asyja and she went and grabbed a knife she tried to stab asyja but she ended up stabbing pop instead.
He didn't die but that night he left. But befo he did moms told asyja it was either us or that baby. She picked you and when she did moms told ha to leave.
And so she did pops put some money in her car and he left aswell.
A few months later he tried to come back for me and asyja but we were told that she left the Carolinas
So I can kinda relate cause I got anxiety and separation problems from that night I missed my sister I slept in here room a lot just to feel closer to ha but that didn't work.
Moms went to rehab and I stayed with pops until she came back. She was clean she wasn't a drunk no mo and they got back together and it's been cool ever since.
Yeah moms was in the wrong Ian forgive her about that night but I still got mad love for her. So I can kinda understand but not fully but I just want you ta know I'm here fa you if you want ta vent. Try therapy prolly and if you do I'll come ta every session cause truth be told I need it too" I shrugged
'Wow" was all she said
'Can I meet him" she mumbled
'Who pops?" I asked
'Yeah can I meet him" she asked again
'Yeah... but not until you can walk again you gotta be on bed rest for at least 3 day" i said
'Was she always a drunk" she asked
'Nawl pops told me she started when asyja was 13 she got pregnant with me then stopped and then after she had me she started again" I said
'I kinda want ta meet ha too" she shrugged
'So you can stab her girl bye" I laughed shaking my head
'If I go to therapy you'll really come with me" she asked
'Yeah like I said I need that shit too.. still kinda messed up I never talk about that night tho" I shrugged
'Well it's good to get some stuff of ya chest it relieves stress" she nodded
'Mhm eat yo food"
She got the bag and got straight ta business
END OF CHAPTER
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