Beautifully Broken

Chapter Two

🎶"If she ever tries to fucking leave again
I'm a tie her to the bed and set this house on fire" - Eminem X Love The Way You Lie🎶

I just realized I started the story off in the middle and you don't even know who I am. My name is Brianna I am an 18 year old female straight out of foster care. I'm in an independent living program where they give you an apartment for 3 years.  Im in a relationship with a man named Trayvon who I later find out is a narcissistic abusive psychopath. Some might ask how did I get myself in the situation. Well life wasn't always easy for me so I was always looking for a distraction. Somebody who can take my mind of the pain and replace it with happiness and joy. Believe it or not Tray was just that. I meet him on Facebook. He was the nicest most sweetest man I've ever met. He didn't act like he just wanted sex which is what I'm used to. He complemented me in EVERY message he sent. He called me beautiful, gorgeous, queen, sexy, and my favorite princess. Princess made me feel like I was that little girl who finally had a Father.

Friday, May 11th 2018

"Oh bitch he outside." I said nervously to Briana one of my friends from the program.
"You scary" She said while laughing. "Since when a nigga make you nervous? You a dog when it come to these niggas what's wrong with miss pimpcess ?" She taunted.
"Shut up." I said while pushing her playfully.
*Phone rings*
"Yo I'm at the door baby girl" He says while grinning in the camera.
"Its open boy if you don't turn the knob" I said while playfully rolling my eyes in the camera.
"You and your mouth ha I got something for that." He says jokingly while opening the door, hanging up the phone, and coming up the stairs. "Gimme a hug" he says with his arms outstretched. I run and jump in his arms and was surprised when he lifts me off the floor a little. I wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck while I peck his lips over and over again.
"I can't believe you're here" I say damn near in tears. You see I thought it was too good to be true. I thought it was yet again another man playing games. For once in my life I felt like everything was going to be okay. That's where I messed up at. I was so fucked up that I thought that the key to my happiness was a man.
"Are you happy to see me ?" He asked while staring in my eyes. It felt like he was staring into my soul.
"Yees" I said while blushing. "You can put me down now" I said while laughing. He loosens his grip and I unravel my legs and slide down his body until my feet reached the floor.
"This is my Bestfriend Briana. Bri this is Trayvon my boyfriend as you know." I said introducing the two.
"Don't I know you ?" Tray asked Bri. "What high school you went to ?"
"John marshal for a year until I got transferred to Richmond Alternative." She said with a straight face and slight attitude.
"You hungry Baby?" He asked ignoring her answer and grabbing me around my waist.
"Yes, can you order dominos. I want a pepperoni , bacon , and green pepper pizza and hot wings."
"Okay Bri you want something ?"
"Just get me some wings. I'm bout to go in the room with my boyfriend in a second anyway." She said walking towards her room and rolling her eyes. I wonder why she has an attitude.
*One Hour Later*
I walked over to the table where he sat the food. I picked up a slice of pizza and put it on a plate.
"You ain't fix me my plate." Tray stated wrapping his arms around me from behind.
"Boy you grown." I said while laughing.
"Wow so that's how you gone do me?"
"Aww I'm sorry baby what you want on your plate." After I fix his plate we walk over to the couch and eat.
"Ugh I'm sleepy now. We spending the night over here with Bri because she doesn't like to be alone."
"Ain't she back there with her nigga? Why can we go to your apartment?" He asked with a serious expression.
"He's leaving to go to work soon and I would usually sleep I her bed with her. So I told her we would sleep here on the couch."
"What ever we better be at your house tomorrow." Before I could respond he pulls me into a hug and says he's just playing.
"You gone take a shot with me at 12 for my birthday tomorrow?"
"Yeah I guess what you bring"
He then pulls out a bottle of Triple Sec Orange Liqueur. Welp let's get this party started.