My Love In The Wrong Hands

Chapter 1

Rell In The M/M
Lyric POV

Almost two Years Ago
"Best friend if I would've guessed this was how my first relationship was going to go, I would've waiting longer to even start thinking about boys. " I said shaking my head like she could see me.

" What happened now? "

"Lay I'm seriously starting to think he has split personality or something. This man really said i was cheating on him because some dude randomly called my phone, he had the wrong number. When I say Rell went off on me, HE WENT OFF" I explained.

I was over his house sitting on the porch talking on the phone with Alayah letting her know what took place a hour ago.

"Lili (Lyrics childhood nickname) he crazy and got some real bad insecurities issue."

"He do tho. I had to call that boy phone back three times just to try and prove to Rell that I didn't know him which didn't help at all. "

"You lying hoe -" she paused just to bust out screaming laughing in my ear. "He annoying as shit. "

"Girl that boy laugh us out on the other side of the phone. He was like and I quote " ma why you keeping calling my phone back, I said I ain't know you and I had the wrong number. What your man on your back ?" I was dead ass embarrassed" I said irritated about the situation,

"All I know is it couldn't be me. I would've stop messing with him when he said you be talking to the dudes in your dm on ig. "

"He blow my life sometimes but let me call you back he pulling up now. "

"Okay. I'll hit you later. "

"Ight, bet that" I said hanging up and going back into the house slamming the door cause I really don't want to be near him right at this moment. I went and locked myself in the bathroom.

Its been five months now since me and Rell started actually being an item. We were just talking for the first six weeks. I don't do the whole jump straight into a relationship thing. And lately he's been getting under my skin with how he accuse me of everything.

At first I thought it was cute how he seemed a little jealous of everything but now its way beyond that. He goes over board .

This is the main reason why I liked being single. All this unneeded stress is not necessary. The funny thing is though I'm the one with the trust issues and here I am being tried . But if he keep pissing me off he's going to learn that my mouth goes off and I don't play these games.

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"Please don't make me choke your ass out Lyric. " he said staring at me making it known he was angry but do I care. HELL NAH CUZ!

We were now in his room having a screaming match because he felt as though he should be the only one walking around with an attitude and that I had no reason to be ignoring him. So he decided to start another pointless argument.

"I hope tf you do. You'd be a dead son of a bitch I tell you that!" I said laughing his ass out.

Not even a second later he smacked the shit out of me. Next thing you know we real live fighting. I'm talking bout throwing fist and some more shit. I can't believe he really put his hands on me.

I tackled him on to the bed and started throwing punches left and right and he sure enough was hitting me back. Eventually he pushed me off of him, getting up he dragged me off the bed by my foot making me hit my head. By this time I was screaming for him to let me go.

He has me laying on the floor choking to death because he's on top of me with a death grip on my neck taking the life out of my body.

I started clawing at his hands trying to get him off of me. That wasn't doing anything but making it worst because his hands only got tighter and tighter around my throat.

I started to cry out of anger because I really couldn't get his ass off of me. I guess him seeing me cry made him realize what he was doing because he let me go and I got off of me and walked out the room slamming the door making me jump from the sudden noise. I was still on the floor struggling to regain my breathe.

Finally I found enough strength and got up off the floor, got all my shit together and ran up out his house straight to my brand new whip I had got for my seventeenth birthday two weeks ago. I had finally calm down enough to get my keys out my pocket and get in the car. I just set there gripping the steering wheel think about the day we meet.

*Flashback*

Finally getting on the bus and tapping my smarttrip after it took thirty minutes to arrive.I can't stand riding metro and see usually my mother picks me up and drops me off at school but she had to work late. My dad doesn't get off until around six o'clock and my stupid older brothers were just out of the question so metro it was.

Any who I set in the first available seat. I ended up dropping my house keys trying to put my smarttrip back in my purse and the boy next to me picked them up. Once he leaned back up to hand them to me I got lost in his gorgeous face.

When I tell you this man was looking like everything, I do mean EVERYTHANGGG! But I played it off like I was uninterested, i took my keys and said a simple thank you.

"You welcome " he said smiling at me. I smiled back then looked down taking my phone out my bag to scroll through instagram.

"So beautiful what's your name?" he asked out of no where.

"Lyric, why wassup? " I asked looking up at him.

" I mean I was going to ask for your number. "

"Nah you good. " I said going back to paying attention to my phone.

"Oh word, Why you so mean wit it doe? You was mugging and some more."

" I'm NOT mean and I wasn't mugging. That's just my face." I said not once looking up but with a hint of attitude in my vocie.

This fool reached over and took my phone out of my hand. "What are you doing? Give me my phone back" now I was really mugging his ass. He ignored me and I watched him call somebody and hang up without saying a word then he placed my phone back in my hand . I'm guessing he called his own phone.

"Now that the back and forth is over, I'll hit you later. " He said while ringing the bell for the next stop. "Oh and save my number so when I call you tonight you won't be looking lost." He said and then got up going to the back door of the bus getting off.

I just smiled and rolled my eyes playfully watching him get off the bus.

*Flashback Over*

And now here we are basically six months and some change later and he was showing out. I looked in the mirror and that only made me cry harder seeing my face and the hand prints on my neck.

"What have I gotten myself into" I thought out loud to myself.

Taking some tissue out the glove department to wipe my face, I put the key in the ignition starting it up and pulling off to no where in particular .

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