Bruised Peach

DO WHAT MAKES EVE HAPPY

I woke up this morning feeling refreshed and happy, I stretched my arms with a smile before rolling over. Scoop wasn't in the bed but I was use to it and quite frankly I didn't care.

I went into the bathroom seeing him on the toilet blowing it up. "Oo, boy you stank." I said covering my nose spraying the fabris that was near by. "That's why I got up before you, so you ain't gotta smell all that." He laughed scrolling on his phone. "Aye, yesterday Salem wasn't on no weird ass shit right? He was in the house for a minute.." Scoop said making me glance at him through the mirror.
There were a few seconds of silence.

"Did he?!" He asked kind of loud this time making me jump on the inside. "N-No. I didn't even know he was there, when I laid my purse down you and Kevin were coming through the door." I said feeling my heart sink. "You sure that's all you got to tell me?" He asked not believing it. "Yes! I'm sure." I said rolling my eyes. "Cause yesterday you said you was in the house for five minutes." He said making me turn around and look at him like he was crazy.

"Scoop that's not a long time, you seen the nigga coming out the bathroom. Everybody did." I said letting my hands fall dramatically against my bare thigh.

He wiped himself flushing the toilet. An awkward silence grew between us as he washed his hands. "Don't let me find out shit." He said through gritted teeth. "You're fucking tripping, you the one sneaky around with hoes not me." I said.

In a blink of an eye I could feel his hand gripping the back of my neck before he shoved my face down into the sink. "Scoop!" I cried grabbing his wrist. "Bitch you forgetting who the fuck really handling shit around here. You think you can talk to me any kind of way cause you making money now." He said gripping harder making me wince and cry. "I didn't say that!" I cried. "I'm not fucking with that nigga Scoop!" I yelled trying to pick my head up but he wouldn't let me. "Yeah you better not be, and stop saying I'm fucking with hoes cause I'm not. I'm sitting here tryna make shit work with yo ass, you just always got something to say!" He growled letting go of my neck.

I backed away from him holding my neck as tears streamed down my face.

"I hate you! I fucking hate you!" I screamed throwing a towel at his face as I stormed off to the bedroom. He slammed open the bathroom door rushing behind me making me turn to face him. "You hate me? You hate me!?" He asked as he grabbed my shirt snatching it off of me pretty much. "Stop! Stop!" I cried fighting back only a little because I knew shit could get worse.

He shoved me making me trip over the basket of clothes and fall down. "Now! Look at you looking like the hoe you are! All naked and shit!" He said instantly making me feel embarrassed, shamed and scared. I searched for another shirt quickly putting it on. "You don't fucking hit me bitch! I warned you'!" He screamed punching the bedroom door making me jump.

"Can't wait to leave yo hoe ass here! Let me find out you fucking with any of my niggas, you and him dead!" He screamed in my face using every ounce of spit he had.

All I could do was sit in one place on the floor and let him have his rant. My mind went off to Salem and how if I tell him about this I knew he wasn't going to be happy. Everything in me wanted to see Scoop get his ass handed to him by a man but another part of me didn't want to get Salem on his ass. I was annoyed with myself that I even wanted to spare this nigga because he never spared me. I just knew Salem was on a different type of timing and I don't want to see Scoop dead.

"Stupid ass bitch! I'm out this bitch before I kill yo weak ass!" He said snatching my keys off the wall before storming out the bedroom and soon the front door.

"God please help me let all of this go." I prayed feeling the tears flow down my face like waterfalls.

Today I was supposed to meet up with the girls for lunch but Scoop made that a hard tasks once he decided to speed off in my car. I stood up grabbing my phone from underneath the pillow. I wasn't stupid, I always knew to hide my phone when things were heated between me and Scoop. Four phones later I've finally been able to keep this one untouched.