Nas POV
So me and Mani been going out for a couple of days now, ever since that situtation that happened at Olive Garden. She is really starting to weird towards me. I wanna know wassup with her because if she has a broken heart, I wanna fix it. I decied to go over her house and she how she doing.
I walked up to the door and knocked on it. A man I assumed was her dad answered it. "Who are you?" The man asked with a mean mug. "I'm Amani's boyfriend" i said while putting my hands in my pockets. "Boyfriend?, AMANI!!" He said as he closed the door. I dialed Mani's number. "Hello?" She said in a whisper. "Why you whispering?"i said. "He gonna hear me" she said. I think she was scared, but of what?. "Who?" I asked "My step-dad, the man that answered the door"she said still in a whisper. "He coming, imma text you", then she disconnected the call. I kinda got scared for Mani. I had a bad feeling that this day wasn't going end well. I checked my phone for text messages. There was like 5 of them.
Mani: Help me!
Mani: Why you say you was my boyfriend?
Mani: He gonna kill me yo!
Just those three text messages sent ne a signal, things was not right. I checked to see if the door was opened and it was. I quietly walked into the medium sized house. I walked up the stairs that made noise, I was hoping they didnt hear me. I think I might have to kill a nigga today.
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Mani POV:
Tears ran down my eyes. "NAS!" "NAS!" I called out. My step-dad as been abusing me since I was like 10. My real dad never was in my life. I always remember just sitting there watching him beat on my older sister. Until one day, my sister was talking on the phone with her boyfriend. He heard her and stared hitting her while she was on the phone. Nahjae, my sister, took the belt out his and starred whopping his ass. I always wanted to do that but I'm not strong enough to get the belt out his grip.
"GET OFF OF ME!" "MOMMY!" I screamed out. Thats when I saw Nas out the corner of my eye. He put his finger over his mouth, telling me to hush. I stopped screaming. Nas took out his phone and started recording my step-dad beating me. He stopped hitting me. "I thought you would be used to this babygirl, it don't hurt that much. I'm doing this because I love you." He said as he kissed me on the lips. "Oh so you love me, just like you loved my sister right. This ain't how you show ya love my nigga." I said. "Oh this is my own unique way" he said as he raised his hand to slap me. "Nas! Help!" I screamed. Nas quickly dropped his phone and ripped Chris off of me. He started punching him, instantly knocking him out. I got off the bed and pulled Nas off of Chris. "Thank you, thank you" I said to Nas as I kissed his lips. "I told you I got you, baby"he said. I pulled out my phone from under my bed. I dialed my mom's phone number. "Hello?" said my mom. "Mommy, where are you?" I asked. Nas sat down on the bed and pulled me on his lap. "On the boulevard, I'll be house in an hour." "Well, Chris beat me again." I said in a sad tone. "AMANI, I'M FUCKING TIRED OF YOU LYING ON CHRIS, MATTER OF FACT..." She hung up the phone. "Its OK" Nas said. He was one of the best things that ever happened to me.
