My Beast

Chapter 5 Call Me Keezy

Beast Pov  

"That would be nice  but I can't be Beast I have to go home." She said I looked at her weirdly.  

 "Why would you want to go back?" I asked. She looked like she was thinking. Then she just broke out crying.   

"I don't know." she sobbed. I reached over and pulled her into my arms as she cried. "Like I said you stay with me now." I repeated sternly. I felt her nod her head.   

"I'm sorry all this happened to you Elle. I said giving her a nickname. "Elle?" she questioned looking up at me. I smirked a little bit. She's so damn cute. "Yeah Elle is my new name for you." She smirked but didn't say anything.  

 I felt my phone vibrate and quickly picked it up. "Speak." I said in the phone "Hey baby." The female voice said on the other line. "What's up Stacy?' I already knew it was her annoying ass.  

I felt Elle get out of my hold and stare at me. I guess she don't like Stacey. "Baby I need you."  Stacy said seductively. I licked my lips "In what way?" I questioned "In the worst way."  When she said that I already knew what it was. "I'll be there in a bit" I said hanging up.   

So you're leaving Elle questioned. I nodded "Yeah I'll be back later." She started laughing but had tears in her eyes at the same time. "So you kiss me, tell me how beautiful I am, you get me to open up to you completely, then you just up and leave me here alone to go get some pussy!" she yelled I looked at her.  

"Look I do whatever the hell I please you ain't my damn girl you don't run me. You going through shit not me. Everything I did was just me being nice you're like a small charity case. I help out because I feel bad and because I can. Don't treat this like something its not!" I yelled. She stood there frozen. I grabbed my keys and left she will be I ight.  

  

Eliana  

I heard the front door slam. I knew that what he thought of me. I'm just someone he's helping out to make himself feel good. I sat on his bed and cried. I guess that's all I'm good for. Being disrespected and crying. I'm really ready to end it all. But have too much pride to just off myself.  

So since he left me alone in his house I'm going to use this to my advantage. I started to snoop around. I went to his walk in closet. niggas always hide shit in here. I didn't see much just a lot of clothes and shoes.

But at the very top of the closet, I noticed multiple shoe boxes. I went down to the kitchen to grab a chair with it I was able to reach the shoe boxes. In the first one was a gun. I thought about taking it but I decided not to. The next box had his state ID "Hmm Rashad Maurice Daniels." I said out loud that's a cute name. I put it back.  

 The next box was filled with stacks of hundreds, and it was filled all the way to the top.   

Jackpot! I grabbed four stacks then put everything back where it was. I was leaving. I didn't belong here. I found some paper and a pen.  

Dear, Mr Daniels I took four stacks from your closet, you give money to charity right? Plus I need this and you need to find better hiding spots. Hope the pussy was good. Adios, Love Elle p.s  I'll pay you back when I can. I read the noteover being sure to leave a :-) at the end.  

 I checked the clock its 5 a.m. On the dot. I went to grab one of his bags from upstairs to hide the money in and I put back on my clothes from earlier even though they were a little dirty. I headed out to the nearest bus stop.