Chapter 8: BIG 18

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Mya POV

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Mya POV

Today is my Birthdayyyyyyy!!! I'm legal now!! I woke up to a whole bunch of text messages and notifications. I seen a paragraph from my mom it actually touched my heart. I got up, did my hygiene, and put on a cute lil oufit for my day not too much bcuz that's for the weekend but sum slight.

After school

At school so many people I ain't really know was saying happy birthday but I wasn't tripping. I seen Lee he gave me flowers and a Telfar bag I really been wanting. I was so happy he asked me what was wrong but I told him I'll tell him soon. Damn I really miss him. I had to hide my gifts from him in my car tho I ain't want kentrell going all crazy.

I pulled up to the house Kentrell hasn't texted me all day which kinda threw me off because I thought he cared. He bipolar anyways. As soon as I opened the door I seen kentrell and the gang and his son. "Supriseeee!!!" They all yell .

There were balloons everywhere with gifts lined up and music playing in the back. "Thank youuu" I yell jumping up and down and a lil twerk dance. I ran up to kentrell and gave him the biggest hug and kiss. "We helped to you know" kd said mugging me .

"Boy thank you yalll" I said hugging the rest of them.

When I hugged Quando he looked at me and bit his lip. Damn I finna fall in love with this nigga againnn. Three helped me bring all my gifts to my room. I wasn't really gonna do nun today kentrell told me I ain't have to work today so I was just planning to eat ice cream with my bestie.

I was in the mirror putting on my lipgloss when I heard sum1 at the door it was kentrell. "Heyyyy wassup?" I said still looking in the mirror applying my lipgloss.

Nothing.

He was still standing there with the door close. "Kentrelllll" I said I as I looked back "wyd standing there all quiet, creepy nshii" I nervously laughed.

He starts taking off his belt. Wtf is he doing? Tryna give me sum dick? I stand up walking towards him "Kentrell what you doin-" as soon as I got by him this nigga started beating me with the belt.

I'm not a kid wtf. Why is he doing this? He keeps on hitting me. "Stop Kentrll Stop!!!" I yell but he keeps on going.

After 2 more minutes he walks out. I go straight to my bathroom and lock the door just in case he tries to come back. I look in the mirror there was a couple scratches and bruises on my body but I could cover them up. There was a big ass bruise on my eye how tf was I gonna explain this to my best friend. This was really the last straw I'm getting that new job.

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