"Get up" Jahseh told me making me shake my head and go more under the covers.
My body hurt and none of my outfits hid my bruises.
He pulled the cover off of me making me look up at him "get up" he told me again making me sigh.
"I can't wear any of my clothes Jahseh, I don't want to go anywhere" I told him.
"Let me see" he spoke sitting beside me.
I didn't move which made him smack his teeth and force me up.
"Why you being so difficult today?" He asked me, standing up and getting in front of me.
Honestly, today I just didn't feel like listening to him. He hurt my feelings last night, he didn't give any warning signs he just starting hit me and not one of them were a smack.
I want to go home but I don't want to be separated from him. If I don't mess up then he doesn't hit me but if my mom finds out he did I can't be with him anymore.
I love him and I want to be around him.
"Jahseh can I please just lay back down, I'm in a lot of pain" I told him and he looked at me for a minute.
"Fine I'll come" I told him, going into my bag.
I grabbed the dress that I had just tried on before stomping into the bathroom and changing into it. When I came out Jahseh's eyes landed on my bruised arms.
He got up and went into his bag, handing me a black sweatshirt.
"See you look fine" he told me and I shook my head.
"I'm not comfortable" I told him and he furrowed his eyebrows.
"Why not?" He asked.
"The dress doesn't go like this" I told him and he shrugged.
"It works, it looks fine" he told me making me smack my teeth.
"Would look better if my arm wasn't bruised" I told him making him chuckle.
"Your arm wouldn't be bruised if you'd stop fucking playing with Amia!" he yelled making me jump.
"That doesn't mean you hit me, it hurts Jahseh and if my mom sees then we can't be together. Did you even think about that?" I asked him.
"Why do you keep hurting me like that? You're supposed to love me Jahseh."
"I do love you Amia but if you don't listen you're going to get hurt. I keep telling you about being friendly. I thought you understood that but we get here and I have to show you again" he told me making me sigh.
"If you truly loved me Jahseh I wouldn't have bruises right now" I continued to argue.
"If I didn't love you I wouldn't give a fuck who you talked to. Now stop talking back and come on."
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