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"i knew i was fucked up last night so why even bother to come home" my thoughts began to talk in my head.
**BUZZ** it was desi.
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i swear i dont deserve her. its not like this shit randomly happened its my fault.
my ma reminds how im fucking up i just- **BUZZ** i quickly fully open my messages
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without even responding i head over to home..
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8:30 pm.
i watch tears fall from desi's cheeks before i could even explain myself she spat whatever could come out at me
"YOU WANNA TALKBOUT PARENTING? ? OR THE NIGHTS YOU NEVER CAME HOME BECAUSE I THOUGHT U WERE INJURED??" ... i couldnt do anything but hold her as cries and whimpersescaped her mouth. trying my hardest to calm her so izzy would hear.
"i hate this."
"i know. im so fucking sorry."
i spat calming my harlem accent the one thing desi liked about me.
