Chloe looked at me worriedly. "Baby, what's going on with you?" she asked me. I couldn't respond or reply to give her some type of answer. My childlike personality came out.
"Mommy" came out of me although I didn't speak. She walked to me and held me in her arms. "No, don't touch me" I told her, coming back to myself. "Baby, look at you. You're a mess!" She told me.
"I'm scared" I told her. "It's okay, baby. You might have D.I.D. like I do at the moment. A child and I think Chiraq came out of you if I'm not mistaken" she said.
A dark laughter came out of me as my eyes turned black. "Who else would it be?" She heard, looking at me dumbfounded as I shook it off. "Yeah babe, you got it.
It happened before but I think you was trying to hide it from me so I wouldn't know it" she said. I sniffed, looking at her. "I'm so ashamed of myself" I said softly. "Daquan, look at me" she said, using my middle name.
I did so, not disobeying my wife. Her very small hand cupped my chin as I held onto her tightly. "Don't be ashamed of what's taking place right now because it's not your fault.
Not everyone has the same reaction to certain things wether drinking or not. I married someone that's very sweet and happens to care about me although they didn't have to do such a thing to let me know that they care about me.
Don't you dare ever beat yourself up or be ashamed that you're not reacting the way that you should be in situations even if they're kind of strange, okay?" She said. I nodded, not taking my eyes off her.
"It's okay, baby" she said softly as I laid my head on her chest.
