Damaged

CHAPTER 3

SONGS FOR THIS CHAPTER:

MIGOS FT. POST MALONE~NOTICE ME
MIGOS~MADE MEN
MIGOS~TOP DOWN ON DA NAWF
MIGOS~CULTURE NATIONAL ANTHEM
ONE DIRECTION~PERFECT
ONE DIRECTION~STORY OF MY LIFE
ONE DIRECTION~THROUGH THE DARK
OUTKAST~HEY YA
PABI COOPER,FOCALISTIC,CH'CCO~BANYANA KE BAFANA
BILLIE EILISH~PARTY FAVOR
PHOR FT. LIL DURK,TWISTA,BUMP J~CHI TOWN REMIX
PNB ROCK,POP SMOKE~ORDINARY
POP SMOKE~AP
POP SMOKE~DRIVE THE BOAT
POP SMOKE~FIRE IN THE BOOTH
POP SMOKE~FLEXIN
POP SMOKE FT. A BOOGIE WIT A HOODIE~HELLO
POP SMOKE~HOTEL LOBBY
POP SMOKE ~ICED OUT AUDEMARS
POP SMOKE~MPR

As late as it was even though I don't know who told him my boyfriend decides to come by to check on me like what the fuck? Why can't people keep their mouths shut though? . Mr.Aaron himself, my lil mixed baby as I call him, I never thought that in life I would have a type but unfortunately I did have a type. He comes in rushing through the house, forgetting to greet everyone and comes rushing through my bedroom door and to think that he had never been in my bedroom before but here he was anyway. The next thing I know I'm bombarded with a million questions. "Baby are you okay?" "Baby are you fine?" "What happened?" "Oh Lord please save her I need her?" And the list continued.

As irritated and dumbfounded as I was I found myself answering the questions in single syllable answers. "Yes,yes, nothing interesting happened just the usual, well the Lord saved me and here I am" I rolled my eyes at him after the last question and I decided to ignore the rest that followed because I was too tired to be interrogated by my own boyfriend.

CHAPTER 3:

In order to stop him from the interrogation that he put me under and to put a stop to his stupid and idiotic questions I had to do one thing and that was to kiss him just to be able to shut him up for once in his life and trust me kissing someone with one arm ain't easy people, it's not as easy as it looks especially if movies are the ones that give you ideas like such. Kissing him for as long as I did could only lead to one thing but I wasn't up for it as I had to nurse my own wounds or maybe I wasn't into him as I thought I was but who knows?

He touches me by mistake on my stitches and it stings like hell which causes me to whine "fucking hell, couldn't you have touched anywhere else!" I say under my breath coming out as a whisper hoping that he didn't hear me and that causes him to flinch and apologize and thinking that he might have not heard the words which slipped my mouth he had heard them but pretended as if he did not, causing him to frown and have a worried expression covering his facial features. As time goes by it gets pretty late and he has to get back home. After hours of deep conversation between us I give him a hug goodbye and his careful and cautious not to harm me again and he leaves and with that I'm left to the loneliness of my room even though I know that I would see him tomorrow.

With that I find myself searching for my air pods and I plug them into my ears to let the music speak for me as it always does and as this one song plays on through the air pods, all I hear is "I think I died that day but my eyes never closed" and with that it being the only thing I could hear from the music burning into my ear, I could no longer think of anything besides that one line burned into my current state of mind with the images from the day burning through my mind.

Without realizing it I had fallen asleep not knowing when and how but that very night I had nightmares back to back reliving that very same afternoon and without a doubt I snapped out of my terrible slumber and could not sleep anymore but one thought kept on running through my mindset "that tattoo! that tattoo! that tattoo!" The tattoo is all I could think about that very tattoo I had spotted on the 3 musketeers arms I just couldn't phased at all. It was a tattoo I just couldn't forget because it seemed way too familiar. It was more like a stamp or signature mark of a gang. A gang I was soon going to run into. Who knew news travelled fast?