Lesbian Love

Chapter Thirty Five

Okay , i am going to finish the book . If you don't like the way my book is going , delete it from your library . I realized i had people that actually liked the book and it wouldn't be right for me to end the book without finishing . Enjoy

That's one of my son's, KayCeon to be exact, in the multimedia.

Today was the day of Khloe's funeral and it was tough for me to get out of bed but this was something that I couldn't miss. The church was packed to the max, majority of the people attending were friends from Jayce team and his family and of course my cousin Alana was in attendance .

I smiled as I stood at the front looking at Khloe's picture . "I never thought I'd ever have kids."

"I remember when I first found out I was pregnant with her. I was scared, and didn't want to keep her. I have to admit, but it definitely grew on me. She would've been my only family besides my sister that I met not long ago who is here today . Of course I have Jayce and his family, but nothing's like having someone that shares the same blood as you ." A tear fell from my eye as I took a look at Khloe's coffin. I wiped my damp cheek as well as my eyes with the tissue given to me.

"I promise not to cry anymore Khloe' . Mommy promises to get her life together even though you're not here with me physically , I know you are spiritually. I love you my princess!" I said my final words and took my seat. Jayce smiled at me, grabbing my hand and massaging it as I sat down. "You did wonderful ma, Khloe' can rest in peace now." He pecked my forehead.

After the funeral, people paid their respect to me and sent out their condolences. I simply gave them all a thank you and walked out of the church finally catching a breeze. "I love you baby, you know that?"

I bit my lip, "I love you , more."

"Impossible! Nice try though baby." Jayce said, opening the car door for me. I giggled, getting inside. Alana, Toni and Shauntie walked up wearing all white. "This is a funeral, not a damn wedding." I thought to myself.

"Um, what's this?" I asked, hand motioning up and down at their attire.

"Wear all white when i'm feeling Godly?"She raped, but more like asked. I sighed, playfully rolling my eyes and smiling.

"Y'all know Dej Loaf my girl, now. Y'all did that!"

"Yay, we got you to smile! Yaaasss." Alana said, cheerfully.

"Yeah. Y'all are amazing. Thanks for being here at my lowest."

"No problem, you're supposed to surround yourself around fun and positive people." Alana chimed in. "Well, I guess she shouldn't be around Jayce then." Shaunti said, looking at him as he sat in the drivers side talking to a few of his homies. He gave her a scowl look, "Shaunti, she actually shouldn't be around your boring ass! Leave me the hell alone little girl, got me cursing on church grounds." Alana, Toni and I began laughing at how fast he snapped. I know Jayce wasn't in the mood for playing, especially not on this day. Although he's been doing good, I know Khloe's death effected him. He was just dealing with it differently than I was. I thought about telling him I was taking more medication that I was supposed to but I didn't want to ruin this day, so I decided to give it a few days. I didn't want him mad at me, I just hope he understands my reason for doing it.

We pulled up at our home and got out. There was no reception because I didn't understand why people ate after a funeral. Why would you eat over the dead? Who possibly thinks about food after a funeral? I'm not about to feed anyone on my daughter's going home day. They can cook for themselves, go out to eat if they wanted to, but I wasn't about to put food in anyone's mouth besides I wasn't even hungry.

I threw my keys on the coffee table and began walking upstairs before Jayce grabbed onto my waist, following behind. "Has it been 6 weeks baby?"

He sounded like a little boy, asking his mother for candy. I giggled, "Tomorrow love." He pumped his fist in the air and smiled, "Hell yeah! A nigga got pressure and shit built up in my nuts. I need and miss my pussy!"

I giggled, "I know, I know." He playfully ruffled my head, laughing.

*

"Wait, wait Jayce stop." I screamed throughout the house running away fron him. I hid into a closet, watching him search our room.

"Come on Diamonn, you can't miss this therapy shit! You have to go ma." I kept quiet, I didn't want to go. I think I was doing good, I was getting better. I was slowly but surely recovering, so I didn't understand why they still wanted me to go. The closet door swung open, causing Jayce to smile at me and hold out his hand. I sighed, making a pouty face grabbing his hand. "Get dressed baby. We're going so that you can get some help. It was requested by the doctor." I rolled my eyes, getting into the shower and then getting dressed. I threw my hair into a ponytail and added a little eyeliner.

"You ready mama?" Jayce asked me , as I descended the stairs. "Yeah." I replied, grabbing my purse along with my car keys.

"What you doing?"

"I want to drive!" I replied. "Are we going to make it to this therapy session?"

"Of course. I'm not going to jet on the ugly therapist, okay?" He chuckled, shaking his head. "Let's go before we late."

*

"So, tell me about yourself Diamonn." The therapist asked, which I learned name was Shanita Jacskson. "So, is this a therapy session or a job interview?"

"Lord." Jayce mumbled. Ms. Jackson smirked, "Excuse me, Diamonn. I'm here to help you, but disrespecting me won't help you in any way. I don't know your pain, I've never lost a child before but I can only imagine how you feel. I have 4, two girls and two boys and I would lose my mind if something happened to them."

I tucked in my lips. "That's the thing, nobody would understand my pain unless they were in my shoes. I'm slowly coming to reality with things. I know that my first born is gone and never come back. I know this and I still have to come here. I'm fine!"