𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮

Simone's POV:

His lips sink into mine and casts me under his spell. But I soon realize what happened and what has to happen. I tap him to let him know it's time for him to go. He says sorry and I act as if it's okay but deep down it's not. I don't have it all under control. I let pure lust take over my body which is something I should have never done. He brings out things in me I never would thought I'm capable of.

I shut the door turn back to see my mom walk out her room to look at me with disgust and hatred.

"You're unbelievable! In my own house, huh?!You're only 16 you know? You're too young"-
I cut her off,

"Don't give me that talk, since you and I both know you were fucking boys way before my age."

"You little bitch! This nothing to do with me, this is about you acting like a slut in this house!!" She yells.

"You wanna talk about acting like a slut?! How about all the men that come in and out of your room everyday or better yet, you roaming the streets fucking every guy you see 'Mom'!! " I scream with quotation hand movements to indicate she's never been a real mom to me.

"Shut it, you whore! I'm an adult and you're a child. Listen to your mother you ungrateful shit!! Remember I'm all you have and all you'll ever get." She shouts.

"Yea? Well, Fuck you!!" I say as I stuck up my middle fingers in fury with tears rolling down my face.

She stomps over to me with quick speed and punches me. My head swings to the side from her force. My eyes give her a hurtful look.

Then I slap her out of anger.

"Are you serious?! Fuck you." I scream from the top of my lungs as I place my hand on my cheekbone.

"Be a fucking mother for once!!" I add on.

I storm off into my room and slam my door so hard, some pieces of wood from the door frame falls down. I cry with intense pain in my face and heart. My head begins to pound with how much I'm crying.

Blackness starts crowing my vision then...blankness.

I get up to my phone ringing. Shit did I blackout?! Last night was very intense. The pain of throbbing building up on my face feels like a baseball ball bat hitting the fuck out of the side of my face. I touch it with only feeling more pain as I do now. What is wrong with my mother she did this to her own child. At this point it's like the drugs are ruling over her life and living in her. It's taking away my mother and my family.

I try to get up to brush my teeth and wash my face but it hurts to even move my face muscles. I just scrubbed the soap around the bruise on my left cheek.

I got dressed into navy sweat pants and my navy polo short sleeve. I quickly put my hair in a bun
and decided to try and touch up the bruise so it won't be so noticeable but it hurt too much so I only covered it a bit. It's definitely noticeable but at least not from a far. I put my shoes on and throw my bag over my should to head for the bus.

As I walk through  the halls people stare at my face. I try to just ignore it and get through the day.

Pounding and throbbing engulfs the whole upper half of my left cheek. I try walking it to class in time before passing out again. I finally get to history and sit. Out of breath and panting with my eyes closed and my head relaxed back.

I could feel eyes lay on me.

I open my eyes gaining balance in myself again. Everyone's looking at me.  "What happened to your face!" Brandon shouts freaked out.

"Nothing!! Just leave me the fuck alone!" I say storming out the class. After catching my breath, I see Zion rushing towards me.

"How did this happen?" He says with sorrow in his voice. He grabs my waist, wanting to know.

"None of your business. I can't talk to you again." I say aggressively. I push myself off him causing him to release his hand from my waist.

"What? But we were fine yesterday, I'm confused." He questions.

"I cant keep getting hurt like this because of you. Don't you understand? I'm not doing this for a  no-good-nobody that has a broken life. Two negatives don't make a positive in this situation. We're just too toxic for each other." I say remaining eye contact.

We clash into each other too perfectly that it's dangerous. We can't both have issues together.

"Oh fuck up. Open your eyes and see that you're the problem. Don't dare to blame any of this on me." He says in his deep harsh tone.

"Admit that you're just like me Zion.. stop hiding it. It's why our pieces will never fit." I say with a ball forming in my throat, trying to force away my shaky voice.

He clenches his jaw and hits the wall outside, making the classroom room jump in fright. He walks back into the classroom with tight fists and sits down in fury.

He curses out any and everyone, with rage swallowing his every bone.

I go to the office to leave early and I start walking home. I feel a bit better so I have the strength to walk home. I couldn't deal with any more of his rage.

I get home and immediately lay in my bed after changing.

Shit, today was stressful. Mom's not home so I figured she slept the night with one of her hook ups.

Zion's POV:

"You good, bro?" Lucas asks me.

As furious as I already am, I slam my fist onto the table, calming my self down a bit so I don't make any wrong moves I'll regret later. Lucas jumps and I turn my head away from everyone to control myself. I release my fists and relax my body before finally becoming calm.

I see her leave the class and thoughts start running through my mind about her, about what happened and where she's going. I try to push through it and focus on school throughout the rest of the day.

"Stop being a bitch, Simone. Cmon, we both know who started this thing in the first place." I texted to Simone. I mean...she's the one who confronted me first about my 'tough act'.

"Stop texting me." She sends before I notice she blocked me when I can't find her user anymore.

She wants to play that game then we'll play it.

"I'll be there in five" Allison texts after I told her to come over.

I prepare myself as I wait for her to come. Life is stressful right now, it won't hurt to get some of that off my shoulder would it?

She rings the bell and I open the door.

"Hey, handsome!" She says running into my chest, quick to wrap her arms around my neck with one leg lifting up the ground. I hug her back and lead her into my room.

She takes off her heels and pushes me down to the bed with one arm. I lay back with my arms behind my head watching her crawl up to my waist my removing my pants along with my boxers. She kisses my v-line as well as my cock. Her lips feel so good as her head bobs up and down. I take a picture of her sucking and send it to Simone on Snapchat.

I like to be a tease, so what?

Of course she's not smart enough to block me on there too.

About 10 minutes pass as we finish playing around with each other and I show her out while kissing her neck at the doorway. "See you later."

"Bye, babe!" She squeals as she walks away with her pointy black heels and black booty shorts.

I look at her as she walks away and notice Simone is better in every way. But It's whatever, since she wants to act distant.

My phone dings. It's Simone..

"Fuck you." She sends and I leave it at that, since I'm too tired to argue over the phone with this brat.

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