Rolling Stone (the weeknd)

chapter 3

~ABEL POV~

I got home from the strip club and I was washing up myself cause I still had blood on me and I get a text from Tara asking me to come pick her up I told her I would be there in 30 minutes. I left and I get to the motel and go to her room. The door was crack so I went in to the room and all I see is this poor soul in a corner covering up her pretty face and weeping. I stood behind her and just stared at her for 30 seconds. I couldn't help but observe how vulnerable she was. "Ms.Rose you ok" I asked. She looks up at me sniffling and wiping away her tears she try's to give me a smile to show that she is ok. I could she how torn she was. "what happen who did this to you" I asked in a concerned manner. Who could do such a thing to this girl.

"I'm fine Abel its nothing it was my fault and plus he's gone now so it doesn't matter are you ready to go"

"are you sure cause you are all bruised up and yea lets go where you wanna go"

" yes I'm sure and any where I just want to go for a drive right now"

"ok fine lets go but first lets go get you some ice"

We left and we drove around for a lil and we told each other our life stories. I see why she so broken. I took her home after a hour of driving around I finally got home and got a call from my ex Kylee. She cheated on me and I broke up with her but she be trying to get with me. I answer my phone

"WHAT Ky!" I said kind of annoyed

"baby I miss you and I was thinking we should see each other" she said in a seductive tone which was not affecting me at all.

"Ky stfu you was loving the crew so what you bothering me for? There's a world full of niggas. So what you following me for? Leave me alone and don't ever call me again" I hung up and went got into bed and texted Tara good night and went to sleep at 6 in the morning.