Primrose's POV
Onyx sat up. He grabbed my hand and started squeezing it.
"Are you okay? Are you at the hospital? Is anyone coming to get you? I-I'll be there in 20 minutes! How many did you take?! I-I don't care he's your dad! Y-you're still my cousin!"
What's going on?
"You promised me you wouldn't do this! Y-you promised! N-no! L-listen to me! Call your mom! I'm getting ready right now! Jazzy stop!"
He leaned over me and grabbed my phone. He dialed those three numbers. He said the reason he was calling, for who, and why.
A welfare check?
After a while, I heard yelling.
"Nyx? What's going on?"
He went to throw his phone. I grabbed his wrist.
"Onyx? What's going on?"
"M-my cousin. Jasmine...Donovan's her dad...s-she just...she just...she took pills....s-she was trying to OD."
"Oh god.."
"A boy picked up the fuckin phone." He said as his voice cracked.
"H-he told me...that...I took too long t-to say something...s-she's going to the hospital now."
"What hospital? I'll take you."
"I don't know. The boy said he won't tell me anything. "
"Baby...I'm so sorry."
He sniffled.
"I've never met this girl yet, I'm upset."
"It's probably since, she's still your family."
"Do you..do you think...this stuff is happening to me because of...how I was in high school?"
"No no. Honey no. Lay back down."
He laid back down.
"This isn't because of how you were."
I tried to get him to go back to sleep. All he did was cry. He cried himself to sleep at 2 am.
Who was the boy?
Maybe her brother?
I watched Onyx sleep. I ran my fingers through his hair. He moved closer into my arms.
Why is his family doing this to him?
Onyx's POV
When I woke up, I saw my pillow stained with tears.
Did I really cry that much?
Shit.
Why am I letting someone I've never met, affect me like this?
When I went to the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red and puffy.
Fuck.
Marionette is gonna get worried once she sees me.
I turned the water on then started washing my face.
Maybe if I do this...I'll look okay.
I turned the water off. I looked at myself in the mirror again.
Okay...
Little less red and puffy.
I'm still going to get asked questions.
I can't explain this topic to her.
She's too young.
I know, I'll have to explain this at some point.
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The Boy With A Child
RomansaEveryone knows him or..at least they think they do. Underneath all of his layers there's things only him and his family knows. No it's not about his child. He doesn't hide her. She's the only thing he's proud of. Can anybody change his attitude? *la...
