Dysfunctional Love (August Alsina)

Just To Much

Jayce POV

*In the kitchen*

"Jojo no. I don't want to talk about it right now." I said

"And why not?"

"Cause I just don't ok." I snapped.

"You got a fuckin attitude with me and don't wanna tell me why."

"Not now Jojo. Here make yourself useful." I said handing him a bowl and a chip bag.

"I was mighty useful to yo ass last night." He muttered.

"What was that?"

"Nun mane." He said leaving the kitchen.

"Now Where the fuck is Chyna.?"

"Looking for me?"

I turned around to see her standing in the door way arms crossed.

"Yeah were you been?"

"In my room you knew that. . . what's wrong?" She said tilting her head to the side.

"Nothing." I said annoyed

"Yes it is what's wrong Jay."

"I SAID NOTHING GOSH WHY DOESN'T ANYONE LISTEN TO ME."

"Fuck it." She said throwing her hands in surrender.

"So you really just gonna sit there and not try and figure out what's wrong with me?"

"Jayce what tf is wrong with you. Why are you so discombobulated. One minute you don't want to be bothered the next you want help."

I bit my lip then a few tears slipped out.

"Jay are you ok?"

I pushed passed her then ran into the living room grabbed my purse then aimed towards the front door till someone grabbed me.

"Let me go!"

"Jay baby what's wrong.?" Jojo asked.

"Let me go!!" I said finally getting out of his grip.

I opened the door and ran down the hallway and headed for the elevator.

"Fuck!" It was outta order.

"JAYCE!" I heard jojo yell from down the hall.

I ran down 10 flights of stairs nearly killing myself falling down two flights.

I pushed past some man in black. He smelled like heavy weed, liquor,& overdue old spice. . how was that even possible?

"Aye bitch watch where you goin!"

I didn't even have the energy to argue.

I held for a taxi getting inside.

"Were to ma'am."

"Any where that'll run this out." I said handing him a hundred dollars.

"You da boss." He said driving off.

Chyna's POV

I sat there while everyone's eyes were on me.

"Well umm I'm sure she'll be ok she just needed some air." I said trying to assure everyone.

"Well who wants cake?" Coco aksed.

A few got up and went towards the table to be served.

"I'm going to go look for jay." Jojo said.

"Maybe that's not a good idea she needs space."

"How much space she need we 'ion even live together."

"I don't know." Who was I to give advice on a relationship when I couldn't even keep one. Maybe she doesn't need space. Either way it goes Jojo ignored my suggestion and left.

"You want some cake?" Jojo asked

"No. No thank you." I said sitting down.

"The last time I seen you you was beatin Keisha ass.. . I mean butt my bad I heard you don't like curse words now and talk all proper." He said sitting across from me.

"Hey Coco nice to see you again. And its ok I don't mind."

"So wassup with Jay?"

"I honestly don't know. We were talking then out of no where she burst into tears and dashed out of here like rose on titanic."

"Damm I hope she straight I tried calling her but she left her phone."

"I'm sure she's fine. She's probably going through something and is overwhelmed."

"Ion know what it could be other than Jojo gotta baby by some girl but I been told her that yesterday."

"He does?"

"Yeah but the point is running from your problems is never the answer." He said eyeing me.

"I don't like were this conversation is going." I thought.

"Wish I could say the same." I mumbled.

"Chyna ion mean to be rude but this party is ass."

"I didn't throw it."

"Lemme take over. I got just the idea."

"Actually I'm exhausted maybe another time.." I said getting up.

"Ok I'll clear everybody out."

"Thanks." I smiled.

I went into my room and began taking my shirt off. I am soo tired. The doctor told me to get plenty of rest and I've been doing the opposite the minute I got out.

I started to take my pants off until I heard a thud in the bathroom.

"Hello is anyone in there? The party is over." I said quickly putting my shirt back on.

I eased into the bathroom finding someone dressed in all black with there back turned towards the shower.

The bathroom reeked of weed, heavy liquor, and a musty stench of old spice.

"I'm sorry but the party is over." I said steeping closer.

I dont remember seeing him at the party.

"The party just gettin started." A familiar voice crocked.

"Pipes!?" What the fuck are you doing here!" How do you know where I live!?"

"You betta hush na' I would hate to hurt such a fine thang like you."

"Pipes get out." I said firmly.

"Not after I get what I want." He said inching closer.

I bagged back then attempted run only to be grabbed and swung to the ground.

He closed the door shut and locked the door.

"And if yo ass even think of sreamin for help ima blow yo fuckin head off."

He said pulling out his glock 35.

"You got that!?"

I jumped and crawled into the corner of the shower sniffling. "This can't be happening." I thought.