Abducted By A Thug Was Not My Plan (Major Editing)

I see Now

I hate my life.

Keyshawn told me I can go to my game after he comes from work and he's still not here.

It's too late now, the game was over at 9:45pm and here it is 10:15pm.

I hate him...literally.

I never miss one of my games, till now. I was sitting on my bed just sitting depressed with red shot eyes.

Yes, I was crying and now my heads hurt really badly.

I stood up from the bed and walk to the kitchen.

I'm hungry as hell.

Where's Mrs. Sánchez when you need her?

I open the refrigerator and seen there was Chinese takeout. Thank you Jesus, I am about to grub.

I warm up the food and stared grubbing.

Umm this is so good.

I can't believe he made me miss my game.

Ugh, don't cry, don't cry. I felt warm, heavy hand on my shoulders.

"Hi Ang" I turned around and it was Keyshawn looking like ole stupid Keyshawn.

"Get the fuck off of me, you made me miss my game... I aint never miss a game in my life and I was practicing hard for that bitch... you lied to me, you said you was going to pick me up right on time and you didn't, it's fucking 10:45 like what the hell!" I was just screaming and going on and on by the moment that I didn't even know half of the words I just said.

I storm up stairs and closed my door and plop on my bed like a little child.

I felt a presence come in right behind me.

"Ang, your game was cancel" I looked up at him.

"What?" I was looking at him bewildered.

"Your game was cancel, that's why I didn't come to the house." Keyshawn said looking at me with those gorgeous eyes.

"Are you lying to me?" I ask looking at him very sturdy.

"No, I called Josh and asked him was he coming to the game and he told me the game was cancel."

Damn here I go again getting mad for no reason.

"Is this true?" I ask.

"I swear to god...cross my heart, I kind of wish I didn't ask Josh about the game because he was like "her boyfriend don't know when his girlfriend games cancel"

Keyshawn looked very mad and stress out.

"Go to sleep, it's getting late" Keyshawn said walking out the door.

"I'm not sleepy" I said getting up from the bed.

"Well, you better get sleepy because you're not coming to the front"

Why is he acting like he the boss of me.

"Ugh, you can be very bossy sometimes" I said rolling my eyes and throwing the covers back roughly to get in the bed.

Next thing I know my face was face down on the bed and my pants were getting pulled down.

"No, stop... stop" I was screaming and squirming everywhere, he sat on me so I wouldn't move.

*POW* "ouch" *POW* "aww, stop... please" *POW* his smacks were getting harsh and harsher.

"Stop *sniff sniff* please... I'm sorry... it hurts" he finally stop and got from on top of me.