The Hurt Never Ends by Marquell "Smoke" Davis

Marquell “Smoke” Davis

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The Hurt Never Ends Marquell “Smoke” Davis

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That's when it hit me, someone I love is hurt, but who? I ran around the corner to my grandma's house and saw all my people out front. This can't be happening, I tell myself. I asked my other sister, is it really happening? Is he okay? She looked at me with a sad defeated look and said big bro is dead.

My whole world just crashed, I felt numb. I walked away because I didn't want to see anybody.

I ran to my room and locked myself in and smoked my life away. I look up and it's the next day.

I walked out of my room, and saw my grandma. I asked her where are y'all going?

I asked we're going out of state to pick up your brother and bring him home.

She told me okay. I want to come with y'all, I said.

I felt like I of all people should be the one to go. “No baby, I need you to stay here and watch over your sisters, make sure they're okay. You're the man of the house now,” she explained to me.

I love you, she said. I love you too, Grandma.

As they were leaving I finally allowed myself to cry.

Two weeks later we held his funeral. Me and my sisters all wore matching outfits for the funeral. Once it was over we all went back to my grandma's house and celebrated my big bro's life. Later that night I got some things together and set out to leave the house. My sisters and my aunt questioned me about where I was going. I'm going back to my brother's house, I said before they could try to talk me out of leaving. My grandma told them to be quiet. It's okay, I told him he could go when I got down there.

I went in the house where he died at and just sat there for 5 minutes.

Eventually I got up and went upstairs and to the house with my sister-in-law and niece.

We played games and ate for the rest of the night.

I ended up staying down there for the next two weeks before I finally went home.

Two years later I'm in the third year of high school and I just turned 17 years old. Today was just like any other day. I'm talking on FaceTime with my girlfriend, relaxing at the crib. My grandma walks into the room and asks me, are you still coming with me to see your mama boy? Yes I'm going with you, I reply. Okay she said, be ready in 2 minutes.

I put my blunt out, got dressed and headed downstairs to meet her at the door. We went to get something to eat, then went to the hospital to see my mom. She had been pretty sick and it was just getting worse to the point where the hospital wouldn't discharge her.

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This broke my heart seeing my mom like this but I stuffed the hurt inside so she wouldn't see it.

We kicked it with her for a couple hours and eventually went back home.

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Then we hopped in the car and went to the hospital, walking down a long hallway.

I talked to the Lord in my head and asked him please don't let this be true.

As I walked in she was just in a peaceful sleep and that's what I wanted to believe, but my sisters were both crying.

I knew that meant my mother was gone, just like my brother.

Having gained another angel from my family that day, once again, straight to my room, feeling too numb to cry. I don't know how much time went by but eventually my grandma came and asked if I was going to school. I don't know, I said just staring at the wall. Baby, she said, your mom is with the Lord now. She is finally at peace and she's not hurting any more. I looked at my grandma in her eyes and saw her tears. Tears came to my eyes as well. Please Grandma just don't leave me, you're all I got left, I cried to her. We all gotta die someday baby, now you just get some sleep. I love you, she told me. I love you too, Grandma.

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I finished high school, and graduated just like you wanted me to, your baby boy did it.

I know you and grandma wanted me to go to college and continue my education.

Instead I'm going to trade school. The girls are doing good and your grandson is growing up. He's in high school now and the other one is bad as hell.

He looks just like his dad and no matter what, we still love them. It's the summer now, so you know what that means, it's party time. The year goes on. I've lost a couple of friends that were like brothers to me, but I'm still holding my head up high. Your baby boy will be good no matter what.

Hey Grandma, I was just sitting with you on my mind. I miss the good old times when we would chill and kick it and go on our family outings. I remember getting in trouble with you, like when you caught me high off weed for the first time.

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Regardless though, I'm going to stay strong for the family just like you told me to. Speaking of family, Keke doing good, she got her own crib. Monika got her a new job and the other two are out here doing what they've been doing and that's getting to that money.

Martell is so big now, he damn near the same height as his mama. He's a little rapper now, he's a gamer too. The rest of the family is doing great. None of us haven't been there but we all feel the same way about y’all and we love you all so much. It's hard to keep going without y'all, but we're all determined to make y'all proud. Believe that.

Grandma, after June 25th 2022, the day you died, I went through a battle in my mind.

It was one of the worst days of my life. I almost wanted to give up, I was in a very dark place mentally and emotionally.

I was heartbroken, sad and had so much anger inside myself because I couldn't be there. You see you were never just my grandma, you’re my best friend, my protector, my provider. You are my everything and you protect me from the bullshittin type of people and situations the world throws at me. I know it was tough for you to raise us, Grandma, but you never showed it and you never folded.

You are the strongest woman I know. You instilled so much knowledge and wisdom into me that it shaped me to become the man I am today.

The main thing you always drove into me was to keep my head up high and to strive to be the best I can. And stay strong for the family like the man you groomed me to be. You and my mom and Marcus are forever in my heart and I know y'all are still watching over me.

I promise to accomplish everything I put my mind to like the man you raised me to be.

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