Brielle
"Mommy ? You alright ?" Mijo asked coming into the dark living room of Keeis's house
I was sitting on the couch crying which I thought was to myself, I guess I've been sniffling a little bit too loud .
"What are you doing up this late ?"
"I heard something in the living room, I got scared ."
I smiled wiping my face picking him up "I didn't mean to wake you ."
"Why you crying ?"
"Cause imma a cry baby ."
"That's not good ."
"I know, I can't help it though ." I said starting up again
"Stop it, I don't like it when you cry . It makes me sad ."
"I'm sorry baby, I'll try not to anymore ."
"You said I was your bestfriend, I want to know what made you cry mommy ?"
"Mijo, you are my bestfriend but you are still a kid too . Grown up business is for grown ups only, some things aren't for your ears to hear ."
"So it was daddy ."
"Daddy doesn't always make me cry ."
"I can't tell ."
"Why would you say that ?"
"Cause when you and daddy fight you cry ."
"Not all the time, you make it sound like daddy and I can't stand each other . That's not at all how it is, how much do you hear us fight ?"
"Not a lot, but you do ."
"Exactly, so why would you say that ?"
"When you guys yell at each other, you sometimes cry or get really mad . Like when daddy didn't clean up X's poop that day we came to sleep here ."
"Baby that's different, I talk to daddy how I talk to you guys . When you don't listen don't I have to yell practically 3 times to get up and do what I said ? That's what I do to daddy, when he yells back it's only because he don't like when I yell at him . I love your daddy very much, has daddy made me cry ? Yes, sometimes the things daddy does makes me very sad and mad . When I can't yell and have nothing left to say I cry, cause it helps cleanse the soul . If you have to cry one day when you become a young man know that it's okay to cry when you need to, sometimes it makes you feel better ."
"Do you feel better ."
"I don't know yet ."
"Is daddy going to be okay ?"
"You mean is he still sick ?"
"Yeah ."
"Yes Mijo, he's very sick he will be okay though ."
"I thought you said you were going to make him feel better ?"
"Tomorrow I will ."
"Can you tell him I miss him and I hope he feels better ?"
I smiled "He'll feel much better when he hears that, now let's get back to bed ."
Even though what I told him I would do, I didn't see Chris till the three days later . I wanted to see if he would try and buy some more of that shit he's putting into his body, if wants help I'll give that to him and nothing more . This will be my first and last attempt to help Chris, if he's willing to do what I say when I say it we won't have a problem . As of right now there is no Chris and Brielle, it's just me and my kids . Chris has really just out did himself, he always does a good ass job keeping me around . I don't understand how one man can be so fucking stupid, this drug situation has left me with 0 trust for him . I feel like there's a lot more I don't know about Chris, he would never tell me the whole truth . I have to stray afar and look for shit I would never take a second look at, the blogs . All I have to do is put his name in the search engine and I'll see some stories out there about him . I didn't know where to start, there was so many . I knew all about the graffiti shit, the neighbors can forget about that . That's not the type of juice I'm looking for, I closed my computer before going any further . I thought to myself if searching for shit really what I want to do, they say if you go searching for something you'll find it . What if I come across something that's going to destroy me ? If I confront of him about it, he'll either lie or he could tell the truth and I probably won't believe him . It was a lose win situation, I decided fuck it the drugs is the worse he can do in my eyes . I opened my laptop back up to PerezHilton and scanned through the story of supposedly him faking his community service, then came across one of him and Sean Kingston on a tour bus about how there was a bunch for drugs, alcohol, and women . I got mad as hell reading the story
