Alyssa
"Ok Marco damn , We ain't even together for you to be acting like dis" I yelled as he mugged me.
" Bitch , Who you yelling at?" He said getting in my face.
" Bitch? Nigga Get the fuck out! Im tired of yo ass talking out the side of yo neck to me." I said pushing him out of my momma house.
" Alyssa you better move , I ain't playing with you!" He grunted trynna push me back.
" GURL I SAID MOVE!" He yelled as he punched me straight cross my face.
No matter how mad Marco ever got he never put his hand on me.
" Weak ass mf !" I spat as I spit blood out my mouth.
" Weak?" He repeated just to hit me again.
I wasn't even finna let this shit happen to me at all. So , I ran out the door and ran to the quickest safe place I knew of. My momma , Dad and sister were out of town. So I had nobody at home.
I walked through the rain bare footed. I Just had to get away from him. I know too many girls that have been beat and died, I ain't next.
Knock Knock*
" Hey Ms. Jackson! Is He home?" I asked shivering at her door step.
" Yeah Baby , come in." She said as she opened the door for me.
" Here put these on and go to the bathroom in the hall." She kindly said handing me some clothes.
" Thank you Ms. Jackson" I thanked her as she hugged me kissing my head.
" Anytime Baby"
I dried my hair in the towel as I heard loud music coming from the room next to the bathroom. I put on the clothes she gave me and looked in the mirror. I had a busted lip and a black eye. I just sighed in defeat leaving it to worry about it in the morning.
I opened the door to see him listening to beats through his headphones and writing down lyrics.
" Hey Bashar" I lightly voiced
Are you serious? This nigga can't even hear me!
" Bashar!" said as I threw a pillow at his big ass head.
"Ayo Moms , What you got going i'm trynna- Oh Wassup Shorty" He corrected himself once he seen it was me.
" Hey , What you writing" I said sitting on his bed far from him , Looking in the opposite direction trying to hide my face.
" What's yo problem?" He said lightly grabbing my face making me face him.
" What the fuck happened to yo face?" He said standing up moving my hair out my face reveling my bruises.
" Bashar what I told you about Yelling in my house- Baby, what happened to yo goddamn face?" Ms. Jackson said as she got closer to me.
" Ma Lemme talk to lyssa Real quick, Ight?"He said not breaking eye contact with me.
As soon as soon as his momma closed the door Bashar went straight for his gun.
" Bashar!!" I cried to him trying to pull him back.
" MOVE!!" He yelled so I moved back, It was rare where he ever yelled at me so when he did I listened.
" My bad Shorty I ain't even mean to yell at you." He cleared his throat and brought me closer into a hug.
"It's ok , just please don't go and do anything stupid. You don't have to kill him to get your point across because that'll just be bad for you. " I said hugging tighter because I knew he wasn't going for it and all hell was about to break loose on my ass.
" What the hell you taking up for the nigga for? He said pushing me back as he started to raise his voice at me.
" I ain't sticking up for him" I said getting louder with him.
" Well you look crazy as hell sticking up for the nigga who just beat the shit outta you." He stated confused asf.
" You ain't finna make no mistakes over me. You got a loving grandma , momma and dad who rely on you. Don't loose it all because of little ole me." I said
" Don't you ever say no shit like that, you hea me?" He said getting upset. So i just nodded my head.
" You mean everything to me and I'll ride n die for yo ass no matter the fight, I love you girl!" He said right before kissing me.
" I love you too poppa" I said pecking his lips.
" Then why don't you come with me?" Bashar asked.
" Go where?"
" Leave Clayco this shit ain't good living, Come to new york with me. I wanna get my momma , grandma, and pops out this struggle." He explained to me.
" You know this is my home, this where I belong." I said
" Not how you being treated , I could show you better love then them folks you call yo kin" he said. I sighed deeply before looking into his eyes seeing nothing but hope.
" When you leaving ?" i asked.
" In a few days. We got some folks we can stay with til all out stuff ready in the new crib "He said getting serious.
" I'll be there" I said getting myself comfortable and getting ready to lay down.
" Aye I Love you Boo and I better see yuh cute ass still laying In this bed when I wake up! " He demanded
" I am and I Love you too"
Omniscient 🍃 The Next week
"Yo Where the hell is she? She was suppose to be here 15 minutes ago." Bashar said starting to get upset since alyssa hasn't came yet.
" I thinks it's best we go son." Mr. Jackson said patting Bashar shoulder.
" Ight pops" Bashar sighs rubbing the back of his head getting in the car and pulling off.
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