Time fi you

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Karalana Atalyia Campbell
A week Later

"You've reach the voice-" I hissed my teeth and threw down my phone. I gripped my hair and slid down on the floor. It has been a week, ever since that incident, I've been calling his phone and I got no response.

Which leave me to think that. . .Maliek sent him the videos.

I don't think I'll ever get over what happened.

The way they forced themselves on me, the way they forced me to do things that I've never done. I cried throughout but they slapped me telling me I should make it seem convincing or else they'd juss stab me in my belly. I had to comply, that was my weakness, I couldn't lose my baby.

They laughed after seeing my reactions, they laughed after imagining Tristen's reaction.

They dropped me home and I ran to the shower, scrubbing my skin until It started to bleed.

So many thoughts were brewing, I couldn't tell anyone because they'll kill me.

I just wanted to talk to him but It goes straight to voicemail everytime. I tried numerous of apps that i knew he used even gmail, he deleted our videos and photos on tiktok and instagram and I wouldn't have known that if I hadn't made a fake page.

I'm still here. . .at his house, waiting on him to come home so I can talk to him. He should've been here already. He was only gonna spend five days.

To make it worse Maliek is around him, which means he doesn't know that he was the one that sent it.

I screamed out still gripping my hair.

Betta them did kill mi yah Mon.

I don't know how I'll get pass this.

I jumped up when I hear the sound of a car.

Could that be him?

Yes, that's the sound of his car.

I hurriedly went into the bathroom to brush up my hair and wash my face.

I went downstairs and sat on the couch.

I nervously waited on the door to open. What will his reaction be? Will he give me a chance to explain?

After a while, I heard the sound of the door opening. 

He came in and when he saw me he stopped in his tracks. I looked up at him biting his nails.

"I've been calling you, I was-" I started to say but he cut me off.

"Did busy." He replied. Does he know or does he not know? Because his tone and his expressions gave away nothing.

"Okay." I whispered looking down.

"Waah watch sumn?" He asked and I looked up to meet his eyes. He gave me a smile and looked away.

I was so confused but didn't show it.

Maybe he doesn't know.

Suh why did he block me on everything?

My heart sunk at the thought.

"Waah watch it or not? A waah bad show weh mi find ova suh. . .think yuh woulda like e."

I hesitantly nodded my head.

He smiled and went upstairs and my eyes curiously followed him.

Weh him up to?

Few minutes later, he came down with a MacBook in his hand.