[ Jayd ]
"Dre get the fuck off of me!" I spat in his face.
"Don't spit in my face bitch!" He said throwing me into the wall.
"We're over and that's it!" I said trying to get out of his strong grip.
"You're not going anywhere" He said with his face inches from mine.
"And who are you? Nobody important. You don't run me, so I can leave if I want to." I said pushing him off of me.
"So you tryna be bold now?!"
"Im leaving" I said grabbing my things, trying to walk out of the door. Right as I was about to walk out the door, he pulled me back down to the floor by my hair.
He started throwing punches at my face non stop. I started to feel myself drift in and out of conciousness.
"You're not fucking going anywhere!" He yelled at me, throwing one last punch.
And with that, I was out.
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I woke up to my head throbbing, and I was still laying in the same spot I was when I had passed out. I slowly got up trying to regain my balance. I looked at the clock on the wall, and it read 1:28am. Damn. I just want to go home.
I looked in my purse for my keys, and they weren't there. Then I realized Dre had picked me up from my house. Shit. I have to walk .
As I walked out of the door, the cold Brooklyn air hit my face. I zipped up my Northface jacket and started my walk home.
I was almost home when I got stopped. Some guy with all black on stepped right in front of me. He had a hood over his head, so I couldn't make out who it was. I looked down, and saw that he had a gun.
'Okay, play cool Jayd.' I thought to myself.
"Um. . excuse me. I'm trying to get home I said trying to get around him.
Instead of him moving, he just got back in my way.
" You not going anywhere ma " He said starting to push me into a nearby alley.
"Get the fuck off of me !" I yelled. I spat in his face to try to distract him. But that just made everything worse.
[ Khalil ]
I locked up all of my supply in the safe in the back of the warehouse, and made sure all my shit was locked up. Getting my supply taken, was the last thing I was trying to have happen.
I locked up the warehouse, and started to walk around the block to my car. As I got closer to my car, I could hear a girl screaming. It wasn't my buisness, so I wasn't even going to try to interrupt.
But as I walked past the alley where all the screaming was coming from, I saw the girl who was screaming. Our eyes met and I recognized who she was.
It was her.
The girl from the club.
Well I wasn't gonna just stand here, and watch all of this happen to her. I slowly pulled my gun out from my waist, pulled the trigger and shot him twice in his back.
I put my gun back in my waistband, and picked her up bridal style. She was crying in my shirt. I unlocked my Range Rover, and sat her in the front seat.
The ride to my house was quiet, all you could hear was the engine of my car and her quuiet sniffles. By the time I pulled up to my house, she was sleep.
I carried her into the house, and into my bedroom & put her down on my bed. I undressed her, and put her into one of my t-shirts & put her under the covers.
I went down the hallway to Jonathan's room to make sure he was sleep. He was sprawled out on the floor with his toys in his hands. I put his toys away, then put him in bed & kissed his forehead.
I walked back into my room, and noticed that she was still sleep. I went into my bathroom, and started to get undressed for my shower. While I was in the shower, I started to think about her. She's different, cause she's not even compareable to these other hoes. I'm so used to all these girls throwing themselves at me, just so I could get a good fuck.
I'm starting to think maybe I should open up to this chick. I mean, ima be 20 in a couple months anyway. Ima need a ride or die chick. She's not the type you just fuck or duck. She's wifey type, no doubt about that. I just have to do what I have to do to get her.
I cleared my thoughts and got out of the shower. I dried off and put on some boxers & proceeded into my room. I stood there and contemplated on where I should sleep. My ass wasn't about to sleep on the couch downstairs, and the guest room wasn't even put together yet; so I guess it's in the bed with her then.
I climbed in the bed, adn once I got in, she automatically got closer to me, and wrapped her arms around me & layed her head on my chest. Her body felt perfect against mine, shit, a nigga could get used to this.
(Next Morning)
[Jayd]
I woke up to the warm, bright sunlight hitting the side of my face. I squinted my eyes from the brightness, and stretched. As my eyes started to adjust to the light, I noticed I wasn't in my room.
"What the hell" I thought to myself.
And I know it's not dre's room, cause his room isn't all white.
I'm confused as hell right now. Then it hit me when i felt some warm skin on my back, and heavy breathing. I looked down, and saw a big, light- skinned arm wrapped arouund my waist. Okay, now I know for sure that this isn't Dre, cause he's dark skinned.
I started to panic.
Who the fuck am I in bed with .
"Be calm Jayd," I kept saying over and over to myself.
But it wasn't working.
I started to get up, but then I felt the person behind me waking up. Oh shit.
I was to afraid to turn around and see who it was. Then I looked down, and saw that I was wearing one of his shirts, and that my clothes were on the chair across the room. Oh god, please tell me we didn't have sex. I barely remember anything from last night.
I got up out of the bed and walked over to the window and looked out of it. I was surrounded my big houses. Am I even still in New York ?!
" Oh, you're up" Said a deep voice behind me that startled me.
" Uh yeah, who are you, why am I here, and I want to go home" I said quickly without even turning around.
" Well if you turn around, you would know." He said laughing a little.
I slowly started to turn around, then everything started to come back to me. I realized who he was. He was the guy at the club, and the guy who picked me up last night.
" Why the fuck was I in your bed?!" I said getting a little loud.
" Woah, you can calm that shit down a tad." He said running his hands down his face.
"No. I'm not going to calm down until I know why the fuck I'm here!" I said getting frustrated.
" Well if you want to know, I helped your selfish ass out last night when you almost got raped in the alley by some random nigga. I Could've just left you there. But I didn't did I?! So a fucking thank you would be nice." He said getting out of his bed and walking out of the room.
Shit. I remember everything now.
I ran my fingers through my hair in fustration. I feel bad for being rude, but then again I barely know this guy.
This is about to be a long ass day.
Jayd in the multimedia >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
