Mine.

Twenty-one: Accepting My Flaws.

TRIGGER WARNING: Depression, drug abuse.

Always told her she my therapy, I told her it was rough. She accepting all my flaws, I got diamonds with the cut. I been suffering
withdrawals, missing out on real love..

Future: "Accepting My Flaws."

Rain drops fell from the sky and onto the window pane as Cimani at on the ledge of her Bay window, staring out into the abyss. Her mind scrambled with her uncomfortable thoughts as she sat with her arms wrapped around her legs as she nuzzled her chin into her knees. It had been exactly one month since her abortion and for weeks she was depressed.

Feeling as if the abortion put a wedge into her relationship, she couldn't help but to feel guilty for going through with the abortion. Although she wasn't ready for kids, and Ezriah wasn't in the perfect position to be a parent her mind betrayed her and made her feel as if she as if she was the reason their relationship had got rocky. But that wasn't the case, at all.

The honeymoon stage in their relationship had passed and now their faith was being tested. At this point in their relationship, this situation could either make or break them. Them starting off as a fling, and the first feeling they both felt for each other being lust, they were now being forced to connect on a deeper level.

Cimani hadn't been to work in a month, Trav and her were close friends outside of the job so once she informed him that she was going through personal issues he didn't mind if she took some time off.

Cimani's depression caused her to be more closed off towards the people she loved. Ashley and Chloè knew how Cimani shut down when depressed, it was something they both experienced with her as she was growing up. At the ripe age of 12, Chloè had helped Cimani through one of the darkest times of her life.

"You're a fuckin' cheater." An annoyed Cimani said as she eyed Jared, a goofy smile plastered across his handsome face. She couldn't help but to smile back at him as she rolled her eyes.