Beautifully Broken

Chapter Six

A/N : I'm giving yall two chapters since I was gone for so long enjoy :)

TRIGGER WARNING: DV

Previously....

Saturday January 12, 2019 8:30pm (Bre house)

"Bitch he wasn't even in the hole best he was between the cheeks. I just let him do his thang cuz i'll be damn if I teach a nigga how to fuck." I said to Bre
"Girlllll i'm weaaaakkkkkk" She laughed out. Last night was so horrible like it won't even worth it.
*Phone rings*
"Hello" I answered annoyed already knowing the number.
"Baby..i'm so sorry open the door i'm outside."  I rolled my eyes and hung up the phone.
"Best open the door Tray here." I said to Bree.
"That's crazy Mel and CJ just got here they outside too." She said with a unsure look on her face.
"FUCKKKK." I yelled out.....

*TO BE CONTINUED*
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"Bitch what are we going to do bro. I don't feel like getting fucked up again." I asked Bre scared for my life. See even though we wasn't together Tray will still be angry with me and it's no telling what he will do to me.
"I'm going to go get the door and try my best to get CJ to my room to tell him to keep his mouth shut." She said whie walking downstairs.
Bre reached for the door while I stood at the top of the steps and leaned over the balcony.
"Yooooooooooo what's up bro what you doing here?" Me and Bre heard as she opened up the door.
"What you doing here bro." Tray asked Mel and CJ as they walked in and up the stairs.
"This my girl house nigga what YOU doing here ?" Mel asked looking confused. "Hey baby" Mel said as he hugged Bre.
"My girl is your girl bestfriend." Tray responded as he wrapped his hands around my waist and kissed the side of my mouth. I stood there stiff as ever too scared to move.
"Hey baby. I ain't know you knew Mel and CJ." I said.
"Yeah we grew up together." He said as he squeezed my side. "Yo yall wanna smoke on the balcony ?" He asked as he held up a blunt.
"You know it bruh. Mel don't smoke nomore tho." CJ responded as he looked up from his phone breifly locking eyes with me. We made eye contact for a second until my phone dinging broke my stare.

*Text message*
Bre: I texted him and told him to please not say shit bestie.
Me: okay thank you Bestfriend.
*end of thread*

"Come on baby who you texting ?" He asked as he tried to grab my phone.
"Tray we need to talk first." I said as I pulled him to the room to talk.
" I'm just trying to figure out why you think you can pop up over here and everything is supposed to be okay. You had a baby on me and didn't telll me until the girl was in labor like what the fuck!" I exclaimed angryly.
"I know baby. The baby isn't mine. She told me after she delivered. " He explained as he grabbed me by my hips and pulled me closer to him. "I'm so sorry baby I know I cheated and I fucked up but i'm here now and that's all that matters." He mumbled into my neck while he hugged me.
"What baby the baby wasn't mine I told you i was sorry." He said as he kissed my neck. I stumbled back and he caught me before my knees gave out. He laid me down on the bed his lips never leaving my neck as I moaned soflty. I raised my hand to push him off of me instead he wrapped his hands around my wrist and placed them above my head.
"Baby...n-not here...p-please" I managed to get out barely above a whisper. He kissed my neck for a couple more seconds then finally released my wrist. We stood up and walked back into the living room.
"Yo you wanna play some 2k bro?" Mel asked Tray.
"Yeah..Baby can you go get my controller from the house." Tray asked me.
"Yeah baby." I went to my apartment to get the controller. As I walked out the door I glanced up at the balcony and locked eyes with Tray and instanly got scared. I knew this look all to well from him. I opened Bre door and walked upstairs.
"Lemme holler at you for a minute Bri." Tray said angryly. We walked into Bre room and I laid across the bed trying to look a innocent as possible because I knew that CJ had said something.
"So you fucked my brother ?" He asked after locking the room door.
"Barely." I responded quietly.
"So it's a joke to you. Being a hoe is funny to you." He responded harshly. He put his hands behind his back and walked closer to the bed. I stood up because he ain't gone catch me off guard.
"Tray we b-broke up. I didn't know that was your brother. I swear." I stuttered. He then backed me into the room door. I reached for the door and unlocked it but before I could get it open he grabbed me by my shoulders and forcefully pushed me to the other side of the room.
"You trynna leave me bitch." He yelled as his veins popped out of his forehead. He mushed me I my face and I fell to the floor trying to scoot away from him. He then bent down and grabbed me by my shoulders again except this time he slammed my back into the mirror on her closet door twice the second time it shattered on my back and I dropped to the floor onto my belly and cried.  "YOU WANNA LEAVE ME NOW! I"LL KILL YOU! IS IT WORTH DYING FOR HUH?! ANSWER ME!" He yelled as he lifed my head off the floor by my braids and used his other hand to get a tight grip on my neck.
"NO!" I barely managed to get out. He tightened his grip on my throat.
"YOOOO WTF ARE YOU DOING!" Mel exclaimed bursting into the room. He grabbed Tray hand trying to loosen his grip on my hair and neck."Let her go T it ain't worth it. Whatever it is it's not worth going to jail over. Let's go to the car and smoke." He said calmly as he removed his hands from my braids and neck I fell to the floor as I desperately gasped for air. Mel moved him to the wall beside the bed. I looked up and saw Tray leaned against the wall like he didn't just break a mirror with my back as he still stared at me with this dark look in his eyes.
"I'm cool bruh we bout to go home." He responded his eyes never leaving mine. I looked back down at the glass on the floor not being able to hold eye contact with him any longer. "Get the fuck up Brianna." Tray demanded coldly and I slowly stood up off the floor sniffing and still trying to catch my breath. "COME ON MAN LET"S GO NOWWWW." He yelled. Instead of going to the door I went into the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife I seen and held it out in front of my stomach feeling defeated and utterly tired of living.
"I'll kill myself before I go over to that apartment with you for you to kill me. I'm done getting beat by you Tray. I'm tired. You said you'll kill me before I leave you so I'll do it myself." I spoke harshly.
"Kill yourself then bitch. That's your dumbass mistake not mine." He responded almost daring me to do it. "You ain't shit without me anyway." He spat as he gathered his stuff and walked out the door. I let out a sharp breathe I didn't know I was holdng, dropped the knife and fell to the kitchen floor sobbing.
"Bestfriend. Oh my God are you okay. Don't talk like that." Bre cried. I looked at her scuffed and shook my head.
"Where were you. You didn't step in to help....you never do." I said searching her eyes for some kind of answer. "I'm going home...." I said feeling defeated.
I walked to the door and left. What the fuck just happened.

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I hope you enjoyed. Feedback always is welcome.

*DISCLAIMER*
Please be mindful that this was my real life so do not be rude and judgmental. Do not tell me what I should've done because believe me it's different when you are there.
Thank You for reading 😊
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