"I'm leaving!" I shouted. "To where?" Kevin asked. He pulled me by my arm. His grip was so tight that I felt like arm could loose all circulation.
"Home?" I pulled out of his grip. "Oh, alright. Bye babe." Kevin said kissing me. When I left the house, I cringed at the feel of his chapped lips on mine. I hated Kevin. He was too, obsessed. It was annoying. He always called me and texted me. And to add to the hate, he hits me.
Yes, I know. Get up and leave his dead-beat ass. But, I couldn't. He knew where I lived, and quite honestly, the sex was great. I mostly stayed for that. I'm the player of my town in San Diego. I play so many people, it's actually sad.
Speaking of playing, I was on my way to cheat on Kevin. I don't like just settle for one dick. Maybe two or three. (A/N: It's painful for to write like this, keep that in mind!!!!11!!! ew omg)
My best friend, Imani, pulled up at the side of the road. "Hey boo!" she shouted out her blue Chevy. "Hey Mani." I smiled. She was pure black.. (A/N: I'm not trying to be racist!! I'm sorry if it came out that way! >.<)
"You going to DeAndre's?" she asked as I got in, knowing if Kevin heard he would beat the fuck out of me. "Yeah." I smiled, I looked out the car window and saw Kevin peaking out behind the curtain. I rolled my eyes and looked forward. Too possessive.
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Afterwards, I left DeAndre's, giving him a meaningless kiss. "Come by next week, Mae." he whispered. "I'll see." I winked at him.
He shut the door, and as I was walking down the sidewalk. Out Kevin came. Dramatic right? Wait for the next part. "What the fuck are you doing coming out of that faggots house?" He crushed my neck. I only let out gargles and chokes. He let me slide to the floor, as he kicked my stomach full-force. "WHY." he yelled. "I fucked him." I said, my face etched with pure hatred, knowing the pounding I was going to get next.
I saw his face light up with anger, and he started to punch me in the face, stomach, you name it. "You fucking whore, I hope you get fucking A.I.D.S."
"Slut."
"Cunt."
"Bitch."
Some of the names he threw at me. I layed on the ground, curled up in a ball as he hit me. I was oblivious right now. I felt numb. I kind of like the feeling. I don't know why, exactly..
He ended it of with one last kick to my back. "Fuck you. I'm done with you're skanky ass. Hope you die, hoe." he spat in disgust. I rolled on my back, and as soon as I did, a mans head was sticking out the window of the house in front of me. "Are you ok?!" he kept shouting. I only stayed silent. Last thing I saw was green eyes.
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Heartless
Fanfiction"You're fucking heartless, Kaelyn. Heartless." Harry's words cut me like a knife. I am heartless.