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Chanel

Two months later

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Two months later

"Please just let me go." I cried out to Taurus.

"You know I can't do dat. Yo ass gon leave me da first chance you get and I love you to much ta let dat happen." He said as he lifted up my chin to look at him.

He had just got done beating da shït outta me just because I burnt his fucking pancakes.

I've been trying ta escape dis house for two months now but every time I try I get caught and den dat causes me ta get beat.

It's so hard staying here. He hits me fa da littles mistakes I make. His friends have also come over a few times and they bribe him wit cocaine ta do the same shit they did the first time.

But they stop comin ova here after Taurus and dem got into a bad argument.

"Taurus I can't keep livin like dis. I fucking hate it here." I confessed.

"Don't fucking say dat." He spoke as he gripped my neck.

"Stopp please." I choked out as tears ran down my face uncontrollably.

Letting me go he held onto me as he cried.

"I don't know why I did it baby. It's just I was at a party and and everybody was doing drugs and I was already tipsy so when dey offered me a white substance I just took it. And now it's fucking my life up." He cried as he laid on my shoulder.

I meant ta put da double and's. 
Don't do drugs bïtches.

"It's ok." I said as he rubbed my back. No matter what dis nigga put me through I still loved him.

"Come on. Let's get up." I said as we started ta stand.

I walked him into his bedroom before putting him in his bed and tucking him under the covers.

"Don't leave me please." He pleaded as he slowly fell asleep.

"I won't." I spoke softly as he finally fell into a deep slumber.

Walking into da living room I began to clean up not even bothering to escape.

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