Chapter 3: 3. Pushing through
Davon smiled, it was one of those smiles you put up whenever a memory you didn't like but were all too familiar with comes up.
"My whole life has been out in the open, you saw me for who I really was. I'm not sidetracking you but Pat, I've seen what love can do. I, myself I'm a testament to it." He said, patting the space beside him. I moved up and he put his arm around me.
"I don't like it there." I finally say. Davon didn't know what had happened, nobody outside my family did. At some point, it was a thing of mystery to even my brother.
Meeting Davon had brought me nothing but joy and good things, he trusted me with everything he was but I just couldn't bring myself to utter words that I couldn't even say in my mind.
He is going to leave you too, he doesn't love you. One of the voices chimed, pulling me out of my thoughts.
She's trying, cut her some slack. The other one defended.
"Pat." Davon was now staring at me, a slight look of confusion on his face.
"You don't like it where?" He asked.
"Uhh, nowhere. Have you had dinner?" I said, hoping he'd get the hint.
He did.
"Your mom offered but I said I'd check on you first."
"You can't be telling me in bits and pieces Pat. I'm here for you."
"You know the problem with people who say that? They always leave. Always." He got up and I laid down properly.
"Go have dinner."
I couldn't explain what it was to anybody, I couldn't even explain it to myself. It sounded foreign, everything I've done up until this point were moments I wasn't sure I had experienced.
The beginning of a song I was all too familiar with, played softly through the air. I turned around but Davon was no longer there. If you asked him why he decided to play me this, he'd tell you something almost poetic.
That he left a piece of him behind, just a reminder that he will always be there. He hated to admit it but he was a romantic at heart.
All his battles hadn't beat it out of him and for his sake, I was happy, at least he had something to hold onto.
You have nothing. They never failed to ruin every moment.
Up until a few days ago, I hadn't been able to relate to anything that plagued people. Who knew I was going to have to deal with all this now?
Most people at the age of eighteen are living their best life! Being and doing whatever they wanted.
At least my father had made my room, the little place I spent most of my time in comfortable, and as much as possible, allowed me free will to do what I wanted as long as it didn't infringe on my health.
Talking to Davon right now wasn't something I wanted to do, shutting my eyes, hopeful that sleep will come and take me to the place where I'm always at my happiest.
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