Love + Abuse

Love + Abuse Chapter 7

I got up slowly, holding onto objects for support and made my way to my bedroom door.

"Dinah? Dinah?"

"Yeahh! I'm coming." I muttered. I stumbled to the door and opened it to see Devante, the vomit started to come up from my stomach again and I ended up being sick just in front of his feet missing his fresh crep.

"Dinah? You ok? What did you take?" I ran to the bathroom and kept on being sick, I heard Devante walking towards me and he held onto my hair which had undone itself from all the sweat I was producing. When I had finished I sat down on the floor and cried. Devante wiped the vomit off my face with a tissue. I hadn't even realised it was him because I was feeling so dizzy.

I looked up at him and was confused at how he even got in.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you, I saw the test...is it mine?" I nodded my head slowly and Devante put his head down.

"I haven't taken a test so I don't know for sure." Devante looked at me with apologetic eyes and I turned my face away from his. I couldn't handle this drama right now I was already going through too much to add his stupidness to the list.

"I'm sorry Dinah. I really am." I turned back to face him and screwed him.

"You're sorry. SORRY?! You're f***ing sorry? You make me sick! You're just like Ali except he's much worse. Just please...if you're really sorry. Leave me alone."

"I can't do that Dinah, I don't know who you may tell about what we did to you."

A sudden rage built up inside of me as I thought of the night that he had killed my brother...the day that I had lost the most important person of my life...Lasheye. I jumped up from the ground and punched Devante in his face, he tried to grab hold of my hands but I was out of control. I ran into my bedroom and picked up the bedside lamp I threw it at Devante and he managed to dodge it but it hit the side of his head, causing it to bleed slightly.

"DINAH!"

"Don't say my name...how dare you! You KILLED my brother and you stabbed me. You killed La-" I couldn't say it...I couldn't say his name, it hurt too much. It felt like my chest was on fire and my head was blazing from the Smirnoff and weed. I sat down on the bed trying to calm down.

Devante came to walk over towards me, I was thinking in my head that if he came any closer I would have to kill him.

"Don't...move...any...closer." He carried on walking towards me.

"I MEAN IT"

"Dinah, you won't hurt me. So calm down alright?" Was this mother f*** er actually telling me to calm down after what he did? He's lucky I don't put a knife in his chest.

He came and sat down next to me and I quickly got up. He was testing my patience and I felt more ill by the minute. I needed to get away but he wasn't making it any easier for me.

"Dinah? Just listen to me...please."

"You have a minute." I breathed in and out and turned around to face him, he was so beautiful and I could feel my face softening from his gaze.

"I'm so sorry for what I did, I was angry, I didn't want you to go. You mean more to me than you know even though you were only with me for a few weeks but still. Dinah please give me a chance to make it up to you. I know you can never properly forgive me but please?" I stared into his dark eyes and could see them sparkling, he truly looked sorry but could I really trust him again after what he had done?

I paced around the room, scratching my head and feeling tipsy, my head wasn't in the right place and he could take advantage of the situation, I didn't know what to think. I was so drunk and high that any decision I made could haunt me for the rest of my life.