"Comm check...
Testing, one... two...
Kwes Boaz speaking.
...you a hear me?
Ah. You ever wake up and feel like something's...missing? That's my life. Seven years after. Now I'm back, but nothing's the way I left it. Not even me.
Amnija happened righ...
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The clock had just hit 10 p.m. and I looked like I just walked out of a Beauty Salon. I styled my hair with that curly swoop over my eyes, just in case the foundation wasn't doing its job.
My eyes were still a bit swollen. It should go down by morning, hopefully before my dad starts asking questions.
He checked on me every single morning.
Speaking of my dad... I wasn't tryna hear, "Who mek yuh yiy black and blue?" so I threw on some foundation and some curls. I needed to look like life was great, even if my 'man' was beating on me 30 minutes ago.
Now Miss lady... you know that's not okay...
I do.
But what can I do?
It's my reality. The man say him a kill mi if me leave... why should I go down that road?
I mean....
I couldn't show up with a fresh face, so I had to paint the illusion that I was at least going to the dinner or something.
Daddy would most definitely swing, and Zarrain and his corrupt friends would just hurt my dad, and then nothing would come out of it. No charges. No justice. No nutt'n.
Zarrain made it a duty to remind me how powerless I wa—
Bam!
Bam!
Bam!
Shit a wah that?!
My eyes shoot to the door. Three loud knocks banged the door. They came in right behind the other. I jerked upright from the vanity chair, eyes popped wide, heart racing.
The beaten I got earlier didn't help the way I feel right now. I thought that demon came back to beat my ass.
He wouldn't knock that's the thing.
Not when he had his own key. Even his mom had her own key, and would come inside any hour she feels.
I took a deeeeeeep breath.
Silence.
I tip toed towards the nightstand to unplug my phone.
Call him sis...
And by 'him' everyone knew who my subby is talking about right?
Ohhh.
Just waah know say everybody on the same page.
The dark blue curtains in the room was thick, I had to shift it to see the two black Escalades parked at my gate. In just a day, my life has been feeling like a whole mafia film.
