DaySean

Chapter.21

Amour Riyella Brown

I leave out of the bathroom after fixing my hair putting on the best smile I could. I meet Brandon at the end of the hall and he grabs my hand.

'You good? All cleaned up?' He asks, I nod not feeling like talking. He just walks off leading me to the table his parents were at

'Sorry about that guys, you know women always checking their appearance' he jokes, they laugh I don't

'Anyway this is my girlfriend Amour. Amour these are my parents' I mentally cringe at him calling me his girl

'Hi..' He gives me a look ' Hey it's nice to finally meet you guys'

'Same for you dear our Brandon hasn't stopped bragging about you' his mom says, I wanted to smack her ass but I just fake smile

'And sweetie this outfit is very cute' she says, but I could tell she was being fake

'Thank you'

'Please sit guys' his dad says

Brandon sits and I shake my head before sitting also.

'Brandon I raised you better than that you know to hold the chair for a lady' his mom says

'Tuh' I mumble, he looks over at me clearly pissed

'You're right mom I apologize' he says

They all engage in conversation and I just tune them out lost in my thoughts.

'Amour' Brandon calls

'Huh? Im sorry about that' I say

'Its fine I was asking where do you work?' His mom says

'I work at the coffee shop not too far from here' I answer

'Oh well do you plan on switching jobs anytime soon?' She asks I mug her

'Not at the moment'

'Well you should no son of mine should be with someone who serves coffee. That's so tacky'

'Excuse me? Nah sis you don't know what's tacky. That furred ass wig you threw on yo head, and the fact that ya husband been staring at my titties since I got here. That's tacky.' I get up pissed off and leave out of the boujee ass restaurant.

I grab my phone about to call for a lift until Brandon comes out snatching my arm making me drop my shit.

'What the fuck is wrong with you?' He asks

'Get ya damn hands off of me' I say struggling to pull away

'Who you think you talking to huh?' He slaps me and I grab my face. 'You got me fucked up'

He drags me to his car throwing me into it. He opens the door and forcefully pushes me inside.

'I want to go home' I say just above a whisper, he ignores me starting the car

'I want to go home!' I say louder

'Shut up girl' he says

I grab the door handle about open it myself and he grabs my hair pulling me back to him

'Do it. I dare you. I'll bust yo goddamn ass' he warns, I nod and he lets me go

I stay silent the entire car ride hating myself. I knew I shouldn't have got involved with him. I don't do relationships and this is why.

We finally arrive at his house and he gets out. I stay inside the car not wanting to go in there. He looks back at me and his face shows complete anger, I couldn't even recognize him as the guy I once thought I knew.

He opens my door grabs my arm and yanks me out of the car.

'Let me go!' I yell hoping someone would hear me as I struggle to get away from him

'You want to make a show? Bet' he drags me to his house and holds me while he opens the door

'Please just let me go' I beg not wanting to see what happens next. He ignores me and opens the door. He throws me inside letting me hit the hardwood floor.

'You gon embarrass me infront of my parents?' He kicks my rib making me scream out in pain

'Im sorry please stop' I beg trying to crawl away from him. He pulls me back pushing my face into the floor.

'Oh you sorry alright' I make an attempt to run but he grabs me wrapping his arms around my neck. He lifts me and backs me into the wall forcefully making me hit my head

'You will never do someth...' I kick his knee before he could finish and try run past him. As soon as my fingers grab the doorknob, he catches me

'I got something for ya ass' the look on his face scared me and I could only imagine what he meant.

'Please no I'm sorry, just let me go' I say as tears start falling

'You did say you liked em rough' he smirks dragging me upstairs to his room

He rips off my bodysuit and I try to push him off.

'Stop moving' he punches my already bleeding face and I stay still giving up. I blank out not wanting to feel anything that was about to happen

The next day

I wake up feeling a heavy object on top of me. Seeing Brandon, I roll my eyes. I push him off of me going to the bathroom.

Tears fall seeing my face in the mirror. I can't believe this is my life. I've never been so used and humiliated.

I leave out of the bathroom to get my clothes. I put everything on despite the holes and blood on them.
I run to the bedroom door ready to make an escape

'Where you think you going?' He asks

'Brandon I just want to leave' I say

'Nah you staying' I open the door and he rushes over grabbing me

'So you ain't get enough?' He asks

'Please I just want to go home' he wraps his hand around my neck

'If you thinking about telling anybody anything don't. I promise I'ma do worse than last night' he says, I nod understanding

'Get yourself another phone. Same number don't make me show up at your door'

I just nod ready to go, he lets me go and leans in I flinch.

'Chill girl' he laughs kissing me

I call an lift and wait outside for it.