I went inside my house to see boxes all around me. I had no idea what <a href="https://si0.twimg.com/profile_images/3650354131/40ebbcb60ead29b96826df2140fc5e0a.jpeg">Que</a> was doing. I started to fix myself a sandwich as I heard Que's screaming coming from upstairs, he was talking about some random s*** and I started sighing. I went into the cabinet to see if he was taking his medicine, you see Que was diagnosed with Anxiety and Depression, apparently he had it for a minute after a family situation. This new Que was a completely different person, there was two sides to him; The nice, goofy side and the angry, frustrated side. I had no clue what Que was doing but I decided it was best for him to continue his decision.
"KAYLA!" he yelled. "KAYLA!!" he repeated numerous times. I didn't want to go upstairs because I was tired from running errands with my client. I dropped my bag on the couch and started walking upstairs to Que. I went into the bedroom to see the room destroyed. Holes were punched into the wall, the mattress was flipped over and the dresser's mirror was shattered. "THEY WON'T LEAVE ME ALONE!" he screamed, I was confused because I had no idea what Que was talking about, I knew he didn't take his medicine but I didn't know it was this bad.
"What the hell Que?" I said. "REALLY! YOU f***ING DESTROYED THE BEDROOM! ARE YOU f***ING SERIOUS!?" I asked. Que tried walking towards me but I pushed him away. "NO! LEAVE ME ALONE RIGHT NOW!" I said as I pointed my finger towards him. I had enough of his antics, I couldn't be around him right now, I had to get out before I would said something wore. I rushed towards the couch downstairs to grabbed my purse. I looked inside my purse to make sure my car keys were in there but they weren't, I rushed towards the kitchen before he went downstairs to stop me. I wasn't fast enough as Que jumped in front of me before I stood in front of the front door. I took a few steps back and ran towards the garage, however Que was extremely fast. "LET ME GO!" I screamed as he picked me up and led me towards the garage. Que sat me on the car's hood and stared into my eyes, I knew something was wrong with him but I knew it wasn't the right time to tell him. He started giving me this eerie smile that you see in horror movies, but he kissed me. I was struck with confusion in his actions, I wanted to slap the living hell out of him but I was scared to hit a man especially Que, he was f***ing crazy. Que and I met at a house party a while back. I remember seeing him just chilling against the wall with some of his friends, he was extremely cute and I thought he wouldn't be paying attention to me as girls were flocking towards him. However I felt a little sick from the mixture of heat, alcohol and weed and felt the need to throw up. My friend Bri and Jasmine guided me towards the bathroom as I felt the need to past out. However Que held onto my hand as I was in the back. I wasn't really paying any attention but felt someone grabbed me, I finally reached the bathroom as he let my hand go but waited for me until I finished. I remember walking out as he handed me bottle water, he smiled and we talk some more outside and the rest is history.
"You want me to take my meds?" he asked. I shook my head yes because my mouth had went dry from screaming. "Are you thirsty?" he asked. I shook my head no because I was scared at his next action, Que smiled at me and told me to not be scared. "You're supposed to be my girlfriend and you're scared of me..I'm not scared of you so why are you scared of me?" he asked. I truly wanted to tell him off but Que slammed both of his hands on the car's hood which made me jumped. He started laughing and talked softly as he saw the fear in my eyes. Que backed up from me and I got off the car, we went back into the kitchen and Que grabbed his medicine. I left a breath of air as he took his medicine in front of me, he rushed towards as he gave me a hug. "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to scare you, you know I would never hurt you" he said. I shook my head and went back into his chest, Que finally was breathing normal as he had another panic attack, I hated his episodes he would appear weird and paranoid at everything..Que believed I was leaving him as I wasn't around him but I knew he needed help. I knew I had my issues but at least I hid them away from him instead of destroying a whole bedroom.
I went into the bedroom to start cleaning it, I knew it would take day and night to fix the situation I made. I don't remember anything but having my brother call me to tell me horrible news, my oldest brother Drew committed suicide. I was shocked at his decision because Drew had everything, a wife and great job. Everyone was appalled by the news, I couldn't believe I lost my brother due to family issues, I didn't know he needed help, he was there for my intervention worried about my safety and I next ask about his. Drew was the stable in the family and hearing news like this brought a unfamiliar feeling. My mother was heartless and cruel, she had me and my brothers fend for ourselves as she didn't care if we were hungry or not. At the age of 16 I moved out as one of her boyfriends started wearing my clothes and sleeping on my bed.
I saw her standing waiting in the car for <a href="http://cdn.madamenoire.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/wenn4077249-e1349121114113.jpg">him<a> as I walked past her I smiled but she wasn't paying attention to me. I shrugged it off as I kept walking towards my house, I saw my mother's boyfriend's car outside and I knew she wouldn't be focus on me so I decided it would be best if I went to sleep as I walked in. I felt that something was right and I continued walking towards my house, I unlocked the door to see my mother past out on the floor and I sucked my teeth, "Bum b****" I mumbled but she grabbed me by the ankle.
"Que please don't do anything stupid" she said.
"Get the f*** off of me" I said as I shook her off. I went inside my room to see <a href="http://thegoldensombrero.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/diesel-vin-photo-vin-diesel-6226874.jpg">him</a> past out on my bed. I had enough, I used all my strength to lift mattress and roll him over. Frank jumped up and got in my face, we started arguing and everything now it began with fight. My mother jumped into the bed and tried holding Frank back.
"YOU'RE GOING TO PICK HIM OVER ME!" I yelled.
"GO! GET OUT!" she said.
"YOU'RE MY f***ING MOTHER!" I screamed.
"SO I DON'T CARE BE A MAN AND GET THE f*** OUT!" she said.
**END OF FLASHBACK**
Que's Pov contd.
I went downstairs to see what was Kayla doing. I look to see she was asleep on the couch, I smiled at her as she look beautiful when sleep. I rubbed her face as she was sleeping and I decided to lay down wit her. She got up as I got on the couch and laid back down. I was on the outside and started feeling a little chilly, so I got up to get a blanket. This time she was up as I returned with sheets, she rubbed her eyes and yawn a little, I sat next to her as she went closer to me.
"Hold me" she said. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her on the forehead, I truly did love her but I knew I had to be honest with her about everything.