His heART

chapter 2

Jill
After school it was time to. Go to this new art school. My phone kept buzzing it was threats from Colby. I was riding with my brother Maxwell when another came thru....

King-of-heart😢💔 - hey baby, how was your day?

King-of-heart 😢💔 - bitch stop ignoring me, or you will regret it

Hisproperty😘👑💍 - hey sorry it was a busy first day. It was OK on the way to the arts school with Maxwell.

King-of-heart😢💔 - it's cool. Remember I'm watching you. Someone always is.

I fought back tears and looked out the window. And to think how things have changed. What did I do to make him stop loving me. I haven't cheated, I cook for him. I give him sex when he wants so he won't take it. He even rapes me when I'm on my period. This love has become a nightmare.

"sis you OK? "
"yeah I'm fine "
"then why you crying? "

I didn't even realize it, I wiped my face telling him I was just nervous with it being the first day and then told him about already being called names. He told me it would be OK. We parked and got out the car. He went to the third floor since he's a been going here longer and in went down the hall to my music class. But not before we hugged. And my phone buzzed.

King-of-heart😢💔 - who the duck you hugging. Come outside NOW!

I took a deep breath and walked outside to Colby car where he was standing. He grabbed my arm.

"bitch you trying me I see"
"it was Maxwell. That's all"

He slapped me anyway for him. Making a blank trip. I wiped the corner of my mouth because it was bleeding. He kissed my forehead and said he loved me and got in his car and drove off. I walked back in the bathroom to check my face, and saw the mark of his hand on my face and started crying. I straightened up and did my make up to cover it. As I walked out I bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry"
"you good ma"

He helped me up and kept staring. I looked to my left and saw Raheem, he gave me a smirk and walked off. So that's who's watching me.

Chris
I was taking my poor time to get tonthis Art class. I have three classes, music, art and dance. As I was walking I bumped into someone. I helped her up. When she looked up, my heart fluttered. It's her, my dream girl. The one from school. I found her.

"I'm sorry"
"you good ma"

Look like she had been crying. Damn I see so much hurt in her eyes, and I swear ima kill whoever has caused it. She's so beautiful. I look at her face and see a hand print but you can tell she tries to cover it up with makeup. You can only see it if you close. Then a look of fear came across her face when she looked over at something.

I followed her eyes and saw and friend of a minor enemy which makes him my enemy. His name is Raheem. He use to run with my crew until he wanted more power and turned on us to run with my #1 enemy Colby. I will kill him. Before he kills me. He smirked and walked off, and then she let me hand go

"I'm sorry, I gotta get to class"

and she hurried off. But at least now I know she's here. I'll see her again. When I walked in Art I saw my homie Maxwell. He's a couple years older but we sing together from time to time. Yes bout time I'm class with somebody I know.

"what's up big homie? "
"breezy, my nigga. What you doing here? "
"it's this or jail. My aunt not playing with my ass no moe"
"I hear ya. My Lil sis here too. She sings like me"
"that's whats up. Maybe one day I'll get to meet her"
"yeah we gone have to link up and hang out one day. She always with her boyfriend Tho. She tell me to stay out of it but I feel like that nigga be tryna run her and shit, like she belong to him"
"yeah niggas crazy now a days"

We did simple chit chat as we painted our feelings. I was thinking about ym. Mystery girl and just start painting. We talked until the next class soon the day was up. Hopefully tomorrow I get to see my masterpiece again.

She's so beautiful......
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Hello my beautiful butterflies.

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Chris already inlove.

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Chris painting in media.