THUG LIFE

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Christmas Morning: Sunday. 8:34am

"What's my name?" He mocked and I just laid there. I felt numb and paralyzed while he just raped me with no care in the world.

"You better say his name" Regina yelled while watching. My mother, my protector, my giver, watched me and didn't have any sympathy for her little girl

"What's my name?" He yelled and smacked me across my face. My nose started leaking as I looked at him and all I could see is August.

"August" i said lowly. He smiled down at me as I just looked at the ceiling. I didn't have anymore tears left yo cry, I was going to die here.

"Good girl" he whispered and started being more aggressive while I felt the blood trickle down my legs.

I woke up in sweats and started to panic when I seen August sleeping next to me. I immediately got up and ran to the bathroom and locked the door. I hugged my legs while I just cried in the tub.

"Promise" he knocked and I looked at the door. I was petrified.

"Please leave me alone" I begged as my breathing got uncontrollable.

"Baybah just open the door" he said softly.

I grabbed my phone next to me and called my therapist. I had her on speed dial for things like this.

"Hello? Promise if everything okay?"

"He's outside the door and I'm scared" I whispered

"Promise you have to talk to him love. Or it's only going to get worse" she said. I started taking deep breath's so I wouldn't hyperventilate.

"Okay okay I will" I hung up the phone and walked to the door slowly. I opened it and August stood there with a soft confused look on his face.

"You okay?" He stepped closer to me as I cried.

"No" I shook my head and looked up at him.

"What happened?" He asked and I stepped back. He looked over at me with a concerned look. I had to tell him but I knew it would hurt his feelings which made me cry more.

"I'm scared of you. I don't want to be but I am" I shook my head as tears ran down my face. He looked at me with glossy eyes

"Promise I would never hurt you. I'm me, I'm right here helping you"

"But I can't get your face out of my head when he was raping me" i slid down the all and cried in my knees.

"And I'll help you with that"

"Just please go please" he looked at me and stepped closer

"Promise —"

"Just leave!"

"Merry Christmas ma ma" He looked over at me and went back into the room while I had my moment.

I love him but I just couldn't get over the fact that I seen those same tattoos over me, taking advantage of me.

I stood up and looked in the mirror. I looked ridiculously horrid. I stripped out of my clothes and stepped in the shower as I heard his car pull off. I hated this feeling that I was afraid of my own boyfriend, someone that I trust with my whole life but I just can't shake what I've been through. I can't believe what I seen, I know in my heart it's not true but my mind keeps telling me lies.