Quench My Desire

Let Me Read Your Mind I Can Tell You How You Really Feel

As you can see, I've finally updated. I hope you enjoy this chapter. The drama never stops. Vote and comment. Love you guys.

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"Where do we go from here?" I spoke as I sat on the couch and listened to Janet tell us what happened.

She was crying historically and couldn't control herself. Of course being the person I am, I comforted her and calmed her down.

"I don't know. First Janet is going to call Joseph and tell him what she said wasn't true, and you and I can settle the rest of it." Michael spoke, looking sternly into Janet's eyes.

She quickly protested. "Michael I can't. Can you tell him please? For me?"

"Janet no. You brung this up on yourself."

"To save face for you, Michael!"

"Janet," he sighed looking into her eyes.

"Michael your so selfish. She's petrified and you want her to continue to be more terrified! For gods sake Michael," I yelled. I was so tired of seeing her like this. It's breaking my heart.

Y'all know I love Janet and it hurts to see her in this condition.

"Don't raise your voice at me girl, are you crazy?"

"No, I'm psycho, now tell Joseph for her. She did this for us! For us Michael! The least you can do is tell it for her. Damn, it's not that damn difficult!" I stood up and walked passed him, I didn't get far because he grabbed my elbow and stopped me.

"Let me go!" I yelled. I'm angry right now and I can't take this. All of this, this drama in my life right now, is stressing me the fuck out.

"Stop fucking yelling before I take you upstairs," he whispered harshly into my ear, through gritted teeth. "our daughter is upstairs and she's asleep. You wake her and that's your ass." he continued.

"Boy, you've lost your damn pea brain of a mind." I spoke back through gritted teeth, yanking my arm from his grip and heading up the stairs.

"I'll be back Janet." I spoke looking back at her. She nodded her head as she was wiping her tears and I continued up the steps.

"No, we'll be back," Michael said pointing to him and myself as he followed me up the stairs.

Once we were out of ear and eye site of Janet, Michael snatched me up roughly and went into my bedroom.

He closed and locked the door behind him and pushed me, making me fall to the ground on my butt.

I immediately got a flashback.

"Zack stop it! I didn't do anything wrong I swear! I'm sorry. Please!!!" I screamed as he dragged me across the floor by my hair.

"You know what you did. Your trying to embarrass me in front of my boss and co workers. Flirting like I'm not standing right by your side. How could you do that!? You did it on purpose."

He yanked me up and threw me onto the bed. He got on top of me and pinned my arms under his knees so that he had full access to my face.

"No, please don't. Not again Zack. Please there's only a certain amount of make up I can use to cover my bruises. Please don't make more. I'm sorry okay. I'm sorry!" I pleaded with him.

He just sat there and looked into my blurry eyes as tears escaped my lashes and rolled down onto my cheeks.

"So now you're calling me an abusive boyfriend who doesn't love you and just beats you for fun because I have power? Is that what your telling me?"