Taylor's P.O.V
It's 2:30 in the morning and I'm wondering where my stupid ass baby daddy is. He's been out with his lame ass friends since 9pm to go to a party.
He asked me to go but I'm not a party type of girl and he knows that so I just stayed my pretty little self at home and smoked my blunt and read my books.
*Phone rings*
"Hello" I said irritatedly in the phone.
"Unlock the door I'm on da way home" He said in a slurred manner.
This boy is drunk again!
"So you mean to tell me you're to fuckin drunk to even use a damn key to get in the house, this shit is ridiculous Chris" I yelled through the phone.
"I'ma be real witcha baby I can't find dat muhfucka"He said laughing loudly with his friends.
"Chris you got me fucked up, I'm so sick of you doing this shit man" I yelled through the phone on the verge of tears.
"Issa damn shame I can't even get drunk and hang with my friends without you trippin just unlock the door girl damn" He laughed slurring his words even worse than before.
"Don't come to my house Chris and I mean it" I said hanging up the phone in his face.
I'm tired of going through the same shit with Chris. I don't mind him going out with his friends and enjoying himself but he acts like he doesn't know when to come home at an appropriate time. That's disrespectful as fuck, we have a child together and he needs to act like a grown man, instead of going out with his friends every weekend getting drunk he could spend more family time with me and his son.
I sat there alone crying in my hands wishing my son was here to cuddle with me but sadly he's at his glammy's house for the weekend.
Time to roll another blunt....
About a hour later I hear the front door being fondled with, and in walks a semi intoxicated Christopher Brown.
"I thought I told yo stupid drunk ass not to come to my house" I said through gritted teeth.
"Please explain to me why you trippin" He asked sitting his keys on the counter not even bothering to make eye contact with me.
"I'm not doing this shit with you bro just leave, go back out with your friends just make sure yo ass ain't here when I get back to this house" I said grabbing my keys off of the kitchen counter about to exit the house.
"Where the fuck you think you going" He asked grabbing me by my arm.
"Get the fuck off me I'm grown and single" I said snatching my arm away proceeding to walk out the door.
"Bitch You got me fucked up" He said wrapping his arms around me carrying me back in the house.
"Get the fuck off of me hoe" I screamed swinging and fighting to get out of his grip.
Once he contained my violent movements he carried me back to our bedroom like a child, sat me on my feet, and blocked the doorway.
"Move" I said frustrated and ready to go.
"Make me" He said with a blank face eying me down.
"I'm not doing this shit with you tonight Chris just let me leave I don't stop you from leaving when you go out and do hoe shit" I yelled getting angrier by the second.
"Girl ain't nobody out here doing hoe shit all I did was go to a lil kick back with the guys and shot a lil dice you know good and damn well I was not out there doing no hoe shit" He said raising his voice at me.
