My Emotional Support

Chapter 1

Y/n's Pov

I sat on my bed crying in pain. I held my head low when my boyfriend trey walked in. "You better stop crying, try to break up with me again and the same thing is gonna happen!" He yelled at me. He then walked out the room. The reason he was hitting me is because I tried to break up with him. He was cheating on me so why would I stay with him? I just fell asleep knowing I'd have brusies when I wake up.

Next Morning ☀️

I woke up to the sun shining bright. I sighed and got up. I went to the bathroom and did what I needed to do. I then went back to my room and did my bed. I grabbed my phone and went to Instagram. I was looking through stories until I saw nba youngboy posted something saying it costs 10k to fuck and 25k to talk to him for emotional support. Should I? I mean, I definitely have money so maybe. I ended up dming him but deleted the message. I walked away and tried to distract myself but couldn't. Fuck it. I ended up dming him, I asked him if the emotional support thing was true or if he was just joking. I waited patiently because I knew there was many people messaging him.

Next Week

I got out my car and entered the mall. As I was about to go into Victoria's Secret, my phone vibrated. I checked and saw he messaged me back.

Instagram Messages

Nbayoungboy
Yeah

Y/n
Okay, uhm, can I pay you 25k to talk?

Nbayoungboy
Yeah, just send it to my cashapp

Y/n
Okay, I sent it

Nbayoungboy
Alright, here's the address, come at 6pm

Y/n
Okay thanks

End of Instagram Messages

I bought some clothes and then went home. It was 4pm so I started getting ready. Once I was done it was 5:28pm. I started to drive to the address. I arrived and got out my car. This place was nice. After passing through security, I walked up to the door step and knocked. Youngboy opened the door and smiled. "Hi" I said awkwardly. "Hey, come in" he said as he moved. I walked in and sat on the couch.

"Alright so you have an hour. I mean unless you wanna pay another 25k for 2 hours." He said as he shrugged. I just nodded. "What do you want me to call you?" I asked. "Daddy" he said and then smirked at me and then laughed. I just laughed. "I'm being serious" I said. "So was I" he responded. I just smiled. "Nah but just call me kentrell" he ended up saying. "Alright" I answered.

"So whatchu wanna talk about?" He asked. "Can I just rant? And you can't tell anyone." I said. "Yeah, you can and I won't tell anyone." He responded.

"Okay so I recently found out that my boyfriend is cheating on me and when I tried to break up with him he ended up hitting me. I also don't have any friends because when I was younger, a lot of people tried to be my friend because of my money. Ever since then I never wanted to be friends with people." I said as I wiped some tears that were about to fall from my eyes. "Oh, uhmm" he said but then froze. I'm starting to regret coming.

"Look, im not good with this but if you want, I can be there with you when you break up with your boyfriend so he can't hit you. And sorry about the whole fake friends situation" he said. "You'd do that?" I asked feeling better. He just nodded. I smiled and hugged him. I then remembered that I don't even know him so I pulled back.

"Is there anything else you need to talk about?" He asked. "Uhm...no, but can we go to his house right now because I don't want to deal with him anymore?" I asked. "Sure" he answered.

We got up and went to my house. I opened the door and saw trey sitting on the couch eat chips. "Its about time you came, where the fuck were you at?!" He yelled at me.

"Trey, we're done, im sorry...no im not, but this isn't working out. You come in at 6 in the morning smelling like some girls perfume and you be having hickey's on your neck!" I yelled at him.

"No, were not done" he said nonchalantly and then chuckled. I ran up the stairs and grabbed his clothes. I packed his clothes quickly in a luggage. I ran back down the stairs and threw the luggage at his head. I laughed when I saw it hit his head making him fall off the couch. He immediately stood up looking mad.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!" He yelled. He stormed over to me and tried to hit me but before he could kentrell voice was heard. "Say mane, getcho hands off her!" He yelled. We both turned and saw kentrell pointing a gun at him.

"Youngboy? I'm a huge fan, can I get a picture?" Trey asked. "Fuck no, get the fuck out her house!" He yelled at him. "Watch y/n, ima be coming to your house everyday." Trey said as he grabbed the luggage and left mad. I then broke down crying. I can't believe I fell for his act. When we first met I thought he was my soul mate, we matched each others energy and just immediately connected. Now I'm just wishing I never met him. Kentrell walked up to me and hugged me.

"You gon be okay?" He asked. I just nodded as I tried to stop myself from crying. "Its okay, let it all out" he said. He picked me up and carried me to my bed. "I trusted him, I dont know why he started acting like this" I said in between sobs. He just listened to me as I talked to him practically all night before we ended up going to sleep.

A/n: Would you guys read this if I continue it?