Ohani Franklin
Ohani sat on her bed scrolling on Instagram. She seen "free you" pictures on Instagram and it was Dominic. He got arrested that night. Tyrell made her set him up. Either set him up to be arrested or killed. And if she didn't do either, he'd kill them both.
She of course choose to allow him to be arrested because at least she'd know he was alive and well.
Even though he was not speaking to her and he hadn't called her at all.
He would come home soon. According to kyree he would come home later this week.
She was so bored and wanted something to do.
She was addicted sex now and she understood how dangerous that was. It was like she could get anyone she wanted. Either that or her standards had lowered.
Maybe both.
She laid in tyrells bed quietly as he slept on her chest. Leaving was not an option. She was constantly reminded why she didn't leave. Because if she left him, he may not allow her to leave with her life.
He held his arms wrapped around her tightly. She didn't want to have sex with him and he wouldn't force her into that. She knew it was because he was having sex with other women.
She tried to climb out of his grip. He woke quickly and held her tighter.
"Where you going?" His raspy voice spoke. "Home. My parents want me to come home." She spoke while lying.
"And I wanna see my cousin." She lied. He sat up. "they just called you? Ian hear them call." He spoke. "uh...no they texted me." She lied.
He snatched her phone and began to go through it as he stood up. He only wore black basketball shorts.
He tapped on her phone screen as she bit on her nails. Her heart beat out of her chest.
"You fucking lying to me." He sent her phone flying towards her and it hit her in the face. She winced holding her nose.
Her phone wasn't damaged luckily. She quickly stood up and before she could go anywhere he was behind her and he held her hair in his hand tightly.
"P-please Tyrell. I'm sorry." She cried as tears fell in her eyes. "Ain't no please. You did this shit. You lie for no fuckin reason." He mugged as he turned her around.
He seen the fear in her eyes and smiled. Tears streamed down her face as her hands trembled. He wrapped his hands around her throat.
He was too mad to stop. Her eyes widened. Last time he choked her , she almost ended up in the hospital.
"Please. Please." She gasped for yed air and pryed at his hands. She tried to think of something to say because her face was growing heavy.
"I-i love you." She struggled to say. That's when he slowly let go of her neck.
"You love me? I love you too. Im sorry baby." He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her head on to his chest.
"Stop crying. I'm not gon hurt you no more." He lifted her chin and wiped her tears before kissing her lips.
"You wanna go home?" He asked. She slowly nodded her head. "You can go. I love you." He kissed her cheek.
She quickly gathered her things and headed out of the house.
She wanted to tell her father and get help but she didn't want to out her family in harms way. She knew who her father was but she also knew a gun could take ANY ones life.
She got in the car and sighed.
She sighed. She dialed her father's number. "Hello." She spoke. "wassup?" He asked.
"Do we got sugar?" She questioned. "Mmm... destiny we got sugar?" He asked.
"Nah we ain't got no more she said we gon stop at the store on the way home." He explained. "But I want to bake nowwww. Can I go ask Mrs. Woods for some? She's so sweet I know she won't mind." Ohani explained.
Mahzi sighed. "Be quick and call me when you get back." He explained.
"Okay." She spoke. "And can Paige come over?" Ohani asked. "Yeah."
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Paige and Ohani stood in the kitchen watching the stove. "I don't think we did this right." Paige looked at the Rock
hard cookies.
Why do as she still friends with Paige? Because Tyrell lied. He didn't find anything out from Paige.
"Y'all niggas can not cook..." Kyree's voice trailed off. He had stopped by and ended up staying.
"Id like to see you come try to cook something?.." Ohani glanced at him and he scratched his head. "I know I can't cook so you don't see me in here tryna make stuff and pulling recipes out my ass." He mumbled.
"Just hush boy." Paige waved him off.
"What you mean hush? Come here." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her against him. She smiled a little and Ohani gasped.
"What...i- Paige he has a girlfriend! Kyree you have a girlfriend, don't start." Ohani spoke with wide eyes.
"WHAT? you have a girlfriend..." Paige spoke. "I mean yeah but I'm tryna break up with he-" Paige cut him off.
"Kyree please just stop. Don't explain yourself, you still sound stupid." Paige held up a hand and sighed.
He smacked his lips. "Ohani you cockblockin like a muhfucka just cuz yo man locked up." He spoke.
"Well..ex nigga."
"Boy fuck you." Ohani mumbled. "I need a fuckin perc." Kyree spoke and Ohani turned around and stared at him.
"What is wrong with you kyree....are you serious? I hope your joking. Cuz your father was a fuckin addict and it almost took his life. It fucked his life up. Don't do that to yourself." Ohani spoke.
He realized she was seriously bothered by what he had said and he shrugged. He nodded. "Yeah I know...it's not an everyday thing. Imma stop. I know what it did to my dad." He nodded. Ohani nodded.
The kitchen fell silent as Ohani and Paige cleaned up. Kyree's phone began ringing.
He Answered the phone and put it on speaker. Ohani smiled realizing it was a collect call.
Soon a man spoke. "What's brackin nigga?"
"Look at her happy ass. Yo girlfriend over here smiling." Kyree glanced at ohani. "who bri?"
"Who is bri?" Ohani questioned. "Man...Ohani fuck you." He spoke.
She didn't want to explain herself in front of them. "just call me , please." She spoke.
"Ian calling you."
