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

Don't Say Nothing!

I woke up feeling very uncomfortable, why? You may ask, well because I'm living with a psycho and he makes me very uncomfortable.

I got up from my bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

I wonder what I have to wear today because Keyshawn buy my clothes now.

After I got finish freshening myself up I walk out the bathroom to see some clothes folded on my bed with a piece of paper on top.

The note reads Good morning, hurry up and get dress for breakfast... I hope you like the dress I pick up for you.

I actually did like the dress, good thing he have taste.

I grease myself down before putting on my peach summer dress and the silver sandals he brought me.

After putting on my dress I put my curly hair into an up top bun.

I looked very cute if I do say so myself.

I walk downstairs looking at every direction just in case Keyshawn crazy ass pop up somewhere, but to my surprise Keyshawn was in the kitchen.

Why was he so dress up? He actually looked like the first Keyshawn I meet.

I wonder why he's a thug but he dressed so nice and always reading that damn newspaper.

I walk in the kitchen and sat in the stool in front of him.

"You look nice" Keyshawn said not even looking at me.

"How did you see me when you were still looking at the newspaper?" I ask

"Angelina, I have eyes ok... I seen you" he said looking up from his newspaper and looking at me.

"Mrs. Sánchez, give Angelina some pancakes and orange juice please" he said turning his eyes to Mrs. Sánchez who were cleaning the counter top.

Mrs. Sánchez just nodded her head and did exactly what Keyshawn said.

"Thank you" I said referring to the food that Mrs. Sánchez just handed me.

He is really focus on that newspaper and that just makes me more anxious to know why he always reading newspapers that are up to date.

"Eat" Keyshawn said still looking at his paper.

I grab my fork and stared eating, hell I did not feel like getting a spanking today and hearing his mouth.

Keyshawn finally put down his newspaper and just stared staring at me.

Ok, he's making me very uncomfortable.

"Your very beautiful Ang" Keyshawn said tenderly.

"Thank you" I said with food in the side of my mouth.

"Eat before you speak Angelina, that's nasty" Keyshawn said looking at me with disgust.

Wow, he can be very nice one minute then mean... like is he bi-polar or something?

"Now, say it again" Keyshawn said looking at me sharply.

I shallow my food and said "thank you" again.

Gosh, he makes me look very pathetic.

"You're welcome... I have something for you" Keyshawn said digging in his coat pocket that was hanging form his chair.

Wait, he got something for me... I hope it's an apology for holding a gun to my head and pulling the trigger, that shit was not funny at all.

Keyshawn grab out a black box and handed it to me.