𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 || 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐙

8.) 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓.

y/n pov
location: shopping centre

It was a warm and sunny Friday afternoon with Khalil...sadly. I couldn't get away from him, but of course, taking me to the shopping centre was his way of "apologizing" after putting his hands on me. again.

Besides that, as we were walking together hand in hand, he told me he needed to keep me close by so I wouldn't see any other nigga but him. specifically on this day, I jus so happen to have these diamond earrings on and this beautiful diamond necklace that Brent got me last time we linked, but at the same time, these are items that i suddenly owned out of the blue and couldn't even come close to Khalil's budget.

"Y/N, where you get allat from? I never seen you with those on." Khalil questioned me, scanning my neck and grabbing the necklace a little as we walked. "It was a gift...from a friend," I added as I tried to steer the conversation away from him, asking more questions about it.

"From who..? I know nun of yo hoe ass friends bought you that...they don't like you that much." Khalil said, rolling his eyes, trying to put me down in every way he could. He then yanked my arm firmly into a store. The whole time we were in there, I was on my phone, and Brent got me texting him nonstop and explaining where Im at with him and what Khalil was saying to me.

I didn't realize how heavy I was on my phone until Khalil looked at me and said, "Who you texting? It looks like you care more about them than me." He would say, adding a fresh ass comment and snickering at himself.

Something in me was so sick and tired of his bullshit, and I felt bold enough to say. "Nigga shut up and mind your business. I don't need to talk to you every second of the damn day." I say with the nastiest attitude I've ever given him. "yo who the fuck are you talking to? I decided to let you go shopping cause I felt bad, now you done pissed me off." Khalil would say quietly not trying to make a scene as he pulled me to off to the side.

"don't let me fuck you up in front of these people in this store y/n, stay in your place and act like you know better. he said mushing my head with his two fingers, I could tell his patience was getting short. "Khalil jus shut up, oh my God im so sick of you." I would add pushing his hand away. "who the fuck you tryna show out for yo?" he added grabbing me and pushing me into a wall.

my eyes widen, I don't say anything I just look at him in fear. "yea you tryna show out, I gotchu." he clenched his teeth before grabbing my arm and practically dragging me to a nearby bathroom....you already know how this goes..

brent pov:

"Chris nigga can you get off your phone for two seconds and let me know if this fit is good or not damn" chanel says trying on a dress while he sat beside her on his phone. "yeah, you do baby." I would say nonchalantly not even taking a moment to look up at her or even really acknowledge what she just said since I was texting y/n since her ass randomly stopped responding.

"Give me this shit, I wanna see what makes you so occupied." chanel would say snatching my phone from my hands trying to look at who im texting. "yo, give me my fucking phone back." id say getting up abruptly trying to take my shit from her as I was behind her trying to restrict her hands from swatting mine away as I snatched my phone away quickly.

"you're so fucking annoying." I would murmur and from chanel's face I knew she had seen something she didn't like. "who's y/n...?" shed say hurt and looking at me defeated. "uhhh, she works for me...works for iso...we were just uhhh discussing my next album." id add trying to come up with a lie on the fly.

"then why were you saying you cant wait to see her again and you miss her?" fuck. I was caught, and in a bad lie I knew she was gonna lash out if I didn't come up with sum quick. "cause shes been on a trip and I needed her to discuss some ideas, chill chanel...I got you to worry bout." id add annoyed slightly.

y/n's pov:

"Khalil, get the fuck off of me stop!" id say struggling against him as he attempted to grab me again as he grabbed me by the neck saying "fix yo fucking face before you go back out there, and don't try no silly shit." he swiftly left the bathroom first scanning the area hoping no one seen that.

tears pouring down my face i quickly pull out my phone to text chris.

chris 🤍.


                                                         hey you busy rn ?
nah ma, you good ?
                                                             no. im not actually,
                                                             can  you  come get
                                                              me please.
yea, drop yo lo.


y/n started sharing their location with you

"hurry the fuck up in there y/n I ain't playing witcho ass today." Khalil stated through the door. I got up off the floor looked in the mirror till man's side I looked decent before leaving out the bathroom. "come on we going home." he said having his mind made up. "I think imma go over a friends house, i'll just have them pick me up.." I mumbled looking down.

Khalil sized me up before responding "Mhm. don't do nun that's gon make me do sum I regret y/n." he threatened before leaving out the store. I let go of the heavy breath I had been holding in.

about 5 minutes later I get a text from chris saying he's outside. I walk out the store slowly walking over to the car. Chris was already standing on the passenger side waiting on me before embracing me in a very needed hug. I bury my face into his chest trying not to cry. He always held me tight when we hugged but this hug felt different, more protective...I began to take in his scent weed and cologne as always and it seemed to calm me.

after we both got into the car he began driving, he didn'task me where I wanted to go probably knowing my answer would be "anywhere but there". I know he's upset, I can feel his anger through the car. he wants to do something, anything, I know he does but I asked him not to. I don't know why I just feel like things would be worse for me, worse for anyone if they intervene.

"you aight ma?" he questions pulling me out of my pool of thoughts. "honestly? no. but I'll be ok I just need a break for rn." he just nodded and sparked his pre rolled blunt. at the moment we're parked in a empty parking lot chilling in comfortable silence.

brent pov:

I know this ain't about me, but i'm genuinely fuming at this situation. Ion like seeing her like this broken down, crying n shit, it pisses me off and I can't even do none. I been tryna respect her wishes and not put my hands on ole dude but seeing her like this makes me wanna forget everything she saying. in these past couples weeks me and y/n been talking I've felt so close to her.

we've grown a real close bond and I like it. not tryna be on sap shit but it kinda feels like home. "you mad at me?" I hear y/n question. I throw the last lil bit of my blunt out before responding, "nah baby I ain't mad at you, jus thinking. a lil frustrated at the situation but not at you. wish I could do more to make the situation better." I confess.

"you picking me up and bringing me some peace and comfortable silence is making it better. you hear me chris?" she questions grabbing my face making me look at her. we make eye contact for a lil while and I take this time to admire her. "mhm." I lowly respond looking her deep in the eyes feeling our moment intensify.

she leans in for a kiss and we do just that. yes this may be wrong cuz I "got a girl at home", but it just feels right in every way. this kiss feel a lil different, more intimate, more intense.

but I let her lead the way, we haven't done much since our one night stand and I haven't pressed it either, cuz that's not what I want y/n for. more than her pretty face y/n got a pretty soul and that's more valuable than anything in this world.