"Why do you get so angry?" I sat on Josiah bed looking at him pace back and forth. "You know my pops is dead, she think she taking his spot. Ill kill that bitch !" I got up and grabbed my boyfriend. "Sit down... Sit babe !!" He sat down as his breathing continued to flow heavily. I sat in his lap and my heart smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waste securing me. "Calm down, nobody can take your fathers spot, nobody. When she gets under your skin, pray. Talk to your dad and God, ask then to calm you, ask for a clear head and a pure heart. Ask them to continue to guide you to places you never thought you'd be. Your dad is why your here instead of a foster home, he wouldn't let you be in that foster home. You need to chill, collect yourself." I kissed his lips and hugged him as i felt his grip get tight. "Pray for me baby." I looked at him and could see pain in his eyes.
"Father God I come to you asking for healing over my boyfriends heart. I ask you God to give him a clear mind, a calm temper, and a everlasting pure heart God. Lead him down paths he wouldn't usually take. Separate him from people who means him no good. Watch over him as he goes day by day and God let him speak to his father again. In your name I pray, Amen." I felt my shirt get wet as Josiah tightened his grip on my waist. I've never seen or heard him cry before. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and rubbed his fresh haircut. "Its okay to cry babe, your going through a lot and it's okay. I got you." He stood up and pulled his shirt off before picking me up and laying us on his bed. He got comfortable and laid his head on my breast. "Diamond?" I wiped tears from my eyes. "Yes baby?" He was quiet for a minute...
"Thank You."
