"I deserve the worst kinda hell," he muttered. "For all my lyin and all the hate in me... I don't deserve nothin' better."
"Daddy taught me how to hate... what kinda message is that? He breed that hate in me so deep that I could barely look at myself in the mirror. He..." he took a deep breath to try and stop himself from crying. Crying just made the whole thing even more horrific but it felt like a heavy weight lifting off his shoulders.
"I wanna be strong like you... an' I wanna tell everyone that they're wrong about us, that they're wrong about Seth and Michi," he sniffed and looked at Kia when Tatum mentioned loving their kids. "You lucky you got two ma's and a pa who gonna love you, and don't you worry Princess, Uncle Rath'll always love you too. I aint much... but I got your back baby girl."
He looked back to his big sister. "You'll still me though right? No matter what?" he just wanted to curl up and be reassured. He hadn't felt so vulnerable in his whole life. "I don't know if I can be as brave as you, I don't know if I can tell everyone and live so openly... but...but I can be better, at least I can try."
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