I woke up to banging at the door. I looked over at the alarm and it was going on 3am. I was so tired and pissed off. I got up and put my robe over my naked body and went to the door. Wyatt was standing there mad and drunk.
That was my fuckin friend you foul Laylani!
That was your friend? Now that was your friend! Wyatt you are so pathetic! Leave me the fuck alone what don't you understand?
I love you! He ain't no good for you the other nigga wasn't no good for you! I'm the only one for you!
Do you hear yourself? You love me? We wasn't even together for a long time or anything. If you liked me so much you wouldn't of did all that lying and shit you was doing. Wyatt leave me the fuck alone.
I ain't doing shit!
Okay I'm going to call the police than.
Call them! I don't give a fuck if I can't have you nobody can! He said so coldly it kinda scared me. He nodded his head than moved back taking a sip from his bottle. "Remember that!" He smiled before walking away. I hurried up and closed the door locking it fast. My heart was racing. I looked out the window and he walked through the parking lot before disappearing into the dark.
First thing in the morning I'm calling my daddy!
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JAYCÉ P.O.V.I finished getting dress before grabbing everything I needed to leave out for work. I was tired as hell. I was up most of the night just annoyed in general thinking about a lot of shit. I had to be up and at the restaurant by 6:30am to open. So being up this early and not really getting much sleep I was pissed.
I grabbed my phone and keys and left out. When I got to my car it was still kinda dark outside. I hit the unlock button to my car and just before I could get in I felt a blow to the back of my head. I instantly fell to the ground in pain touching the back of my head I felt the blood. I was hit again this time with more force to my side. I collapsed on the ground and was hit again. My gun was in my car so I couldn't get it.
SHES MINE! A deep unrecognizable voice said as I turned around. He dropped the steal metal bat as I looked this nigga in his eyes. I was so weak I couldn't say shit. He wore all black with a black ski mask. Nothing on him was revealing that I could even pin point who this nigga was.
The police is on the way!!! I heard a lady voice I laid back as my eyes rolled in the back of my head.

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