No. 99 (Joey Bada$$)

93• Looks Can Kill So Now You're Dead

• July 11, Friday •

   I woke up and my whole body was covered in scars and bruises. I couldn't even move.
Trevor was sound asleep so I quietly slid out the bed and limped around going about my business.
   After I finished eating my food I ain't have shit to do but stare at a wall and wrap up in blankets.
   Demetrius came down the stairs with his shirt off. I ignored his presence and went back to watching Adventure Time, then Trevor came down an hour later.

"Can't speak!?" Trevor said.

I shrugged and took a sip of juice. He walked over to me and smacked my head.

"I expect a greeting." He said

"And I expect you to treat me like the best thing that's ever happened to you. Guess we don't get what we want." I sassed.

Demetrius held Trevor back from hitting me again. I smiled, went to the kitchen and threw down one of his favorite glass plates.

"HELL NO!" Trevor yelled as he tried to break free from Demetrius' hold.

"Call up one of yo bitches to clean this shit up...bitch." With that I sat back down on the couch and that's when Aliyah, Laila and Quincy came downstairs

"What's going on?" Laila said while rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"Just my wonderful husband, Trevor Oliver Jackson about to call one of his sluts. I'm not the one today, think you gon beat on me two days in a row?" I scoffed. "Where they do that at?"

Trevor snapped his neck while turning to me and cussing under his breath.

"Look at that shit. Damn near broke his neck tryna look at me, might as well have a eggshell for a neck...crackin' like it is." I ain't give no fucks.

Quincy laughed but stopped when Trevor gave him the evil eye.

"Don't look at him like that. You ain't nobody to be catchin' an attitude." Aliyah said.

I pulled out a Swiss knife I found on the street. "Try me nigga."

"So that's why you actin'." Trevor chuckled. "You think a Swiss knife gon protect you from me don't you...princess?" He got out of Demetrius' arms and walked up to me.

I gulped and stood up tall. "I'm done with your shit."

He grabbed my arm and I dropped the knife.

"Don't do this to yourself baby girl." He laughed and pushed me to the couch and picked up the knife.