20. Grief

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July 21, 2020 | Harlem, New York4:35 PM

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July 21, 2020 | Harlem, New York
4:35 PM

It took a while, but after laying in my bed watching videos of my brother and I, i'd officially ran out of tears for now. It felt as if I'd been holding them in for years and once I started to actually think about the fact that my brother was long gone it hit me like a ton of bricks.

It's not that I hadn't realized he was dead, I was just holding on to hope, still praying that someway—somehow God would give him back. I've now come to terms with the fact that i'll never have my big brother, my protector and my best friend back and the only thing left for me to do was make him proud.

I spent majority of the day yesterday, crying and Isolating myself from everyone. It was just one of those days where I didn't want to be bothered but being that my brothers death anniversary was so close that didn't surprise me.

As I parked in my parents drive way, I took a deep breath before stepping out of my car. I told London and Jayda to meet me here, and they were probably all wondering why. This conversation was long overdue and I should've been made this move, but i'm thankful to have met somebody like Saint to push me to this point.

Walking into my parents house, they all sat in the living room talking and laughing. "Hey y'all." I said greeting my family.

"Hey babygirl, what's up?" My dad said standing up to hug me

"I'm too anxious for this what do you have to tell us, are you pregnant?" My mom asked and I laughed

"Pregnant?! By fucking who?" My dad said making me laugh harder

"Kory calm down and stop cursing so damn much." She said and my dad suck his teeth.

"I'm definitely, NOT pregnant. Still a active member of FTK." I told them all, hearing a few sighs in the room

"I actually came to talk to y'all about Kyree." I said sitting down taking a deep breath and everybody looked up at me.

"Okay..."

"I first want to start off by saying I'm sorry. I pushed all of you away when it came to his death because I really didn't know how to handle it or accept the fact that he's really gone. I felt really guilty, it might sound dumb but y'all know how he was with me. He was ALWAYS there when I needed him and he always protected me and I feel like when he needed me I wasn't there. I know everybody says he just got caught up at the wrong place, wrong time but if it wasn't for me he wouldn't have been there. Some days I feel like the guilt eats away at me. He was my bestfriend and I didn't even know or pay attention to what was going on in his life, I was so wrapped up in myself." I told them taking a breath

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