when we got to the house Darius unlocked the door. he let me in first. as soon as i heard the door close, i felt my hair being pulled and me thrown to the floor. he began to drag me.
"DARIUS LET ME GO PLEASE!!" he punched me in the mouth to stop me from screaming, continuing to drag me to our room. i couldn't hold back the tears as i felt like my hair was being ripped from my scalp.
he threw me on the bed and started hitting me with more never ending blows and slaps to my face. "i told yo ass don't say nothing to them unless i tell you to, i'm the fucking boss!"
i pleaded and pleaded tasting the blood on my busted lip hoping he would find the sympathy to stop. one more blow to the face caused everything to go black.
***
i felt water being sprinkled over me, i opened my eyes and noticed i was in our shower, with my now dingy blue dress that I wore at the banquet still on.
"clean yourself up." his voice startled me as he stood in the corner of the bathroom. he looked at my face before he walked out.
i got out of the shower and unzipped my dress. as it fell to the floor, Darius came back with what looked like gauze and alcohol in a bag. "i'm leaving for a while, and you better be here when i get back." i looked at him emotionless before getting back in the shower.
when i got out, i looked in the mirror, i wanted to cry all over again.
the next day....
Darius has kept me in the house for most of the day and all last night since the banquet. he was basically holding me hostage if you ask me. he told me not to leave the house because of my bruises, and scratches. ashamed of people seeing what he did.
fucking coward.
i was exercising in the mini work out room and had just wiped off all the sweat in the shower. i threw on boy shorts and a T-shirt that i had layed out on the bed. as i pulled my shirt over my head, and reached for one of my favorite novels, my phone ring from an unknown number. "hello?"
"hey beautiful." his voice soothed me and sent chills down my spine.
"Xavier." i tried to sound unphased, and i hope it was working.
he chuckled, "how have you been?"
"im great." lying threw my teeth, trying to sound happy.
"well if you aren't busy maybe we can hang out today." i wanted to jump out of my chest and burst out yes, but i couldn't go out looking like this.
"uh, i don't know about that." damn, i really wanna see him. Darius would kill me with his bare hands. not just for leaving the house but for going to see another guy.
"i know you wanna see me, or is it me who really wants to see you?" i could tell he was grinning.
im good at covering up marks and scratches, and i don't even think that's a good thing. so i'll just see what that make up do. (lol) i can just try to get back home before Darius does. you know what? fuck him im grown. "okay where?"
"i wanna walk with you, meet me at Harvest park ." great i can keep my shades on.
"ok, gimme thirty."
"bet."
i don't know where these sudden acts of braveness came from but i was starting to like it.
i had already taken a shower so all i need is something comfortable but cute.
i decided to put on my white Nike 6.0's, a white tank, and some black tights. i pushed my hair back in a low pony, and put on my black Pink headband.
i covered up all the scratches and the reddish eye i have with make-up, i hope he doesn't get suspicious. i grabbed my keys and phone and looked out the window just out of paranoia that he might be in the driveway. even though i knew he was in his office with a client or something. after checking if the coast was clear i headed to my car.
i pulled up to the park and turned off the ignition and pulled out my keys to see him shirtless sweating, drinking a bottle of Smart water. God help me. he looked like something off of a movie scene. his body wasn't overly muscular but his muscles WERE NOT invisible. you could tell he worked out often.
i closed my legs tight feeling my bottom half tingle. gosh i didn't know that could happen, i thought blushing to myself.
i got myself together and looked in the rearview mirror, before stepping out of the car ...
shirtless Xavier in mm.
