Summer's Savior

Chapter 1

Summer 👆🏾👆🏾
Summer's Pov

"WHERE'S MY DAMN FOOD AT SUMMER," Christian yelled from the bed room . Chris is my boyfriend of 2 years. We met when I was 17 and he was 19. He was such a sweet heart he swept me off my feet. Chris is 6'3 and brown skinn he has a curly brown hair and dark brown eyes, I fell in love with.

"I'm coming DAMN calm down," I yelled back. I swear I'm getting sick and tired of Chris ass he doesn't appreciate anything. I've been by his side through everything! The cheating, lying, and most of all the abuse.

"WTF TAKING YO ASS SO LONG! ITS NOT THAT HARD TO MAKE SOME DAMN BREKFAST!" Christian yelled as I was walked in the door with his breakfast.
"Finally" he huffed snatching the plate from me as I handed it to him. He then devoured the food. Without a "thanks babe" or a "I love you." He's so ungrateful! I then got up and walked into my walk in closet.
I'm not rich but I do have money. My parents are very wealthy. My father is the CEO of a multi billion dollar company and my mom is a very successful heart surgeon. But, I refuse to take money from them I'm 20 years old and I'm a senior in college. I live in Atlanta Georgia and I major in Law. I have a part time job as a dental assistant, it's not a lot of money but I make due. I moved out of my parents house last year and moved in with Christian. He lives in a beautiful loft with 4 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a game room, theater, pool, hot tub and a inside basketball court. Christian is a drug lord and a very good one at that he's in charge of the entire west side of Atlanta.

Chris and I's relationship wasn't all bad all the time. We were in love and had an amazing bond. But it all stopped after the first time he cheated on me and I took him back without a fight. I just loved him too much to let him go. I thought it was just a mistake and it didn't matter. That's when he had the mindset that I wasn't going anywhere and started walking all over me and slapping me around.
My parents don't know that me and Chris's relationship is this bad. If they knew my father would kill him. Even though my father is a very successful man he is still a thug at heart. He got out of the drug game when I was born and got a real job so I grew up with stability and he didn't have to always look over his shoulder and worry about people harming his family.

I looked through my clothes and picked out my outfit for the day, I'm hanging out with my Bestfriend Lyric. I grabbed some hollister jeans, love pink shirt, with the hoodie to match and my black Steve Madden combat boots. I laid them out on my side of the bed, while Chris was still eating, and walked into the bathroom to get in the shower. I undressed, turned the water on the hottest temperature and looked in the mirror. Im not the baddest bitch but I'm pretty. My mom is Puerto Rican and black and my father has mixed with white and black. I have a light brown complexion I was tall I stood 5'9. I have long black curly hair. It was all mine, my hair was naturally long and curly. I have a small waste and a medium size butt. It isn't huge but it's still not small. I have a naturally clear face so I don't need makeup but I still wear it. I have green eyes with petite boobs. My eye was black and swollen my neck had bruises all over. My body just ached and I just needed to take a hot shower and get my mind off things.
I just can't understand why I went thorough all the shit I went through. Why do I keep letting this man hurt and disrespect me, but most of all why do I let this man put his hands on me! I was taught better than that! My daddy ain't raise no pussy, I was raised to fight back and not take shit from nobody! I sighed and got in the shower and let the scorching hot water run down my bruised neck and swollen body.
Last night me and Chris got into it again. Some girl was calling his phone and I answered. This thot ass bitch had the nerve to tell me she was pregnant with Chris's baby! I hopped on tip and confronted his ass and punched him. Which was the wrong move because he beat my ass! I hadn't noticed but when I turned to the left Christian was watching me, with a disgusted look on his face. "WHAT?" I yelled irritated at the fact that he screamed at me the whole time I made him breakfast. "WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU GOING?" He yelled with a look of anger in his eyes.
"Just get out of the bathroom," I replied . "WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU TALKING TOO? SUMMER DONT MAKE ME FUCK YOU UP! IM NOT IN THE FUCKING MOOD! YOU NOT GOING NOWHERE!" He yelled. I'm so tired of this bullshit I can't deal with it! I love Christain I honestly do with all my heart but he not about to keep putiting up with him and his insecurities. I'm tired of having to cover up bruises and black eyes. If he really cared about me he wouldn't put his hands on me! "YOU KNOW WHAT, IM DONE... IM DONE WITH THIS WHOLE RELATIONSHIP! IM LEAVING YOU!" I screamed with hatred in my eyes. "WHO YOU LEAVING? BITCH YOU MOT GOING NO WHERE! YOU MINES BITCH!" Christian screamed while grabbing my hair and dragging my out of the shower. "STOP, LET ME GOO!" I screamed as tears streamed down my face! He got on top of me and started punching me and slapping me. I started to feel my face go numb and swell as the punches got harder! I tried to kick him off of me but he just got more angry and started to kick me. "YO" kick "ASS" kick "AINT" kick "GOING" kick "NO" kick "WHERE" kick. He stormed out of the room and left. When I heard the door slam I just broke down! I have to get away from this man, I cried. I just laid in a ball and cried my self into a deep sleep.