Plus Size Queen

Good to Bad

Today I woke up on James chest and I couldn't really understand why I never done this before. He made me forget about the "20%". I sat up and went into the kitchen and started to cook. I don't really think I was just cooking to lose myself in thought. To only think about measurement and persistent time. I listen to Lana Del Ray wanting to replay every song that played. Mainly that song Radio. I wanted nothing more then her voice to take me away to another world. Pick me up and take me like a vitamin
'Cause my body's sweet like sugar venom oh yeah
Baby love me 'cause I'm playing on the radio
(How do you like me now?)

I couldn't help but sing along. I saw James walk in with messy hair and mouth drooling.

"Food." He sounded like a hungry zombie. He came and hugged me from the back and smiled trying to kiss me.

"Ew stop! Your breath stink!" I said laughing. He smiled and tried to kiss me despite my objections. I whipped his slobber with a napkin on the counter.

"I don't want to go home." He said grabbing my waist even tighter then he did before. I grabbed his hand and turned towards him.

"We have extra toothbrushes in the half bathroom. You can use one." I gave him a quick kiss on him cheek and sent him on his way. I couldn't stand the stench anymore. I finished the mash potatoes and went around to see what else I could cook. Before I could grab the Mac and cheese the phone ringed and decided it could wait. I picked up the phone not knowing how to greet someone.

"Hello. Is this Jamie?" I nodded but remembered that the person couldn't see me.

"Yes." I said with the nod that continued to control my head.

"Hi I am detective. Tracy and I will like to speak to you and your father and James Debra." She sounded like she was reading off of a paper.

"My father is still in the hospital and I am not sure what his condition is. I will tell you as soon as the doctor calls me." My voice didn't sound the way I wanted it to. I wanted to sound calm and collected but I sounded so weak.

"I already got a hold of the doctor and he said that your father will not be reachable until tommorrow. Please come with James Debra." I felt some type of way that she knew his condition better then I did. I bit my tongue and went on with the conversation.

"Great. I will meet you at the hospital tomorrow." My palm started to get sweaty. I felt like the phone was about to slip down.

"Be safe young lady." She hung up before I could wish the same upon her.

"Who was that?" I could hear his loud feet patter against the floor loudly.

"Detective Tracy." I said quietly. I didn't want to move. My dad. I get to see my dad again. I didn't know what to do.

"What she wanted?"

"She wanted us all to talk to her at the hospital tomorrow." I smiled thinking of my father healthy. I get to see my father alive. Oh God thank you! I ran to James and hugged him. He flinched at my touch and my mind went to that moment he got hit with a whip. I tried to shake it away but it played in my head constantly. In my dream I was crying but I wasn't the only one. I heard someone else screaming out and crying.

"Why are you so happy about it?"

"I found out that my father is doing really well. We will see him tomorrow!" I said joyfully looking into his eyes. He seemed happy for me. He moved all the hairs in my face to look at me carefully.

"I like how beautiful you get when you're happy." He pulled me closer which I thought was not physically possible.

"T-thanks..." I whispered. I couldn't control my face it was red and it had a huge smile plastered on it.

"We should waste time so the day can end faster." The smile on his face made me want to trust him. So I did.

"Sure go get ready." I kicked him out the house and so we could get ready. I wrapped the food carefully and put it in the refrigerator. I ran upstairs enjoying a nice hot bath. I am so excited I couldn't help but sing in the shower. I sung body and soul by Anita Baker. I hopped out the shower and couldn't decide on what to wear. I picked out the top four chooses and spin around and fell on a random outfit. I picked up the jeans and white t shirt. I love how simple it was. I sat on the chair and waited for James.

James P.O.V

I can't breath! I can't breath!! His grip on my neck was too tight. I tried to fight him off but he was stronger. The yelling that came from my mother wasn't helping.

"You were with that fat beast wasn't you?!" He yelled over my mom screams.

"AHH!! STOOP!! PLEASE!!" I saw my mom try to push him away but he wouldn't budge.

"DID YOU LET HER CRUSH YOU UNDER ALL HER WEIGHT?!?" I couldn't answer any of his questions. If he could he would say she wasn't heavy. She was just right.

"Daddy! Why are you trying to kill James?!?" Dura shouted over all the noise. My father loosen his grip and faced her.

"Go to your room." He said calmly at first. When he saw that she was glued to the floor he looked at her like he was giving her a warning.

"I love James! Don't kill him Please daddy!!" She said with tears rolling down her face. She wouldn't move but she was yelling.

"Go to your room or you will be next." He warned. Over my dead body. She stood there. I was trying to tell her to go and she did.

"I am calling the police!" She screamed and ran down stairs. Dad got off me and went after Dura. I grabbed his leg to slow him down so she can run somewhere safe. When I hear the door shut I let go. I knew dad couldn't just let me get away with that. He kicked me in the face and the next thing I knew was that they wasn't kidding about seeing stars.

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I know this is like very late but I wanted to post a little something. The reason it took me so long to finish this chapter is because I am writing another book. This book is about to end :(Sad Face): and I am preparing another book for y'all to enjoy.

Thanks for y'all who read this far and still love it. I am grateful that y'all love it. Comment what the best part of this story to you.