Kidnapped 3

Chapter 2

"Here's yo food,roc" I sat his plate full of pasta on the coffe table infront of him.

He leaned up,rubbing his hands together looking down at the food. "Hell yeah,shit looks good!" he cheered. "You don' know how hungry I was in jail ,that nasty vomit lookin' ass food they gave us."

He picked up his fork and stared devouring the pasta.

"Your welcome..." I said lowly and turned around about to go back to my room.

"Hol' up!" he called out. "Did I dissmiss you?"

I turned around on my heels. "no..."

"Then,just exactly why are you leaving?"

I humped my shoulders,getting irritated.

He frowned and sat his fork down,putting his full attention on me. "What's your problem keishia?"

I raised my eyebrow. "honesty?"

He nodded. "Yeah,be as honest as honest can get."

"Ok" I answered and walked back over to him.

I was about to tell this nigga what my problem was,and I was gonna be straight up.Holdin' nothing back.

"Ok,my problem is YOU!" I said pointing in between his eyes. "You did nothing but fuck my life up. I don't want to be here with you.Why? because you treat me like shit!"

He raised his eyebrows and nodded,as if he was interested. "go on.."

"I know your girlfriend died,but I'm sorry! I know I look like her but damnit roc I'm kieshia newsome! I just want to go home! I've had enough of you! you've beat me,raped me,trashed talked me,got me pregnant,bossed me around and some more stuff! what kind of shit is that?!" I yelled,letting my feelings spill out.

"And what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Your a fucking bastard,rapist,killer,and KIDNAPPER..." I said leaning towards his face.

He stared back for a few secounds and then before I knew it I was knocked back,by his fist striking across my face.

"uh!" I gasped,stumbling back,holding my face.

And there's that Bi-polar shit again..... -_-

He stood up with an angered look on his face. "Not true!"

"WHY DID YOU HIT ME?! YOU TOLD ME TO BE HONEST!" I yelled. "And if its not true,why did you just fucking punch me?"

My jawbone was completley hurting and started to throb.

"DONT YOU DARE CALL ME THOSE THINGS AGAIN,I DONT WANT TO HEAR THAT SHIT ESCAPE YOUR MOUTH OR I'LL KNOCK THEM BACK IN. I'M DOING YOU A FAVOR BUT YOU JUST DONT SEE IT!" he growled and walked closer to me.

"By what? SLOWLY KILLING ME?!"

He grabbed my shirt and pulled me to him. "By not killing you right here,right now."

He pushed me down and stomped over to the table pushing the plate of pasta off,sending it splattering onto the floor,and breaking the plate. "Just get out of my sight."

I shook my head and stormed to my room.

"that girl,just doesn't know how much I love her.." I heard him say to himself before I closed my room door behind me.

I fell onto my bed face first and screamed as loud as I could into the pillow.

Do you see the shit I have to put up with?

It's just like it was before he went to jail. I really wish I was still in that dream. Things would be so much better right now.

Its just crazy how bi-polar he is. One minute he wants me to be honest the next minute he punches me and starts yelling,Like how can you get fucking mad at me when all I did was do what you told me to? If he was going to do all that shit why tell me to be honest in the first place?

Tuh.Wow.

I laid on my bed untill I dozed off and fell alseep.

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My eyes opened slowy because I was being lightly shook.

"Kieshia..." roc said lowly,still shaking me.

"huh?" I groaned sitting up and rubbing my eyes.

"I just came to check on you,you've been sleep all day,its 9:39"

I growned. "Foreal?"

He nodded. "Yeah.."

I was asleep that long?

"Look,I'm sorry." he said sitting on the edge of the bed. "You know I have a anger dis-order,just incase you forgot."

"Oh,you don't say?" I said,sarcasm intended.

"I'm sorry for punching you earlier,it's just things you say set my dis-order off and the first thing I do is hit you..."

I looked down,every time I move my face,it hurts in the stop he punched me in,

"You know I really care for you,you might not see it,but when I'm able to control my anger you'll understand..."

I didn't reply I just looked up at him.

"Well,you can um,get some sleep,I'm taking you shopping tomorrow for new clothes,ok?"

"ok?"

"goodnight hun." He got up from the bed and walked out.

I cut the lamp off beside me on the night stand and laid back down.

"He's so fucked up." I said to myself. "The struggle is so real for him..."

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OK,I'M SORRY IF THE CHAPTER WAS SHORT I JUST WANTED TO UPDATE BEFORE I STARTED ON MY HOMEWORK,INSTAGRAM NEED TO START PAYING MORE ATTENTION IN SCHOOL YALL. BECAUSE LAST YEAR MY GRADES WERE LOW SO THIS YEAR IM TRYNA IMPROVE YA KNOW? BUT I'LL TRY AND UPDATE EVERYDAY FOR YOU GUYS! BUT PLEASE VOTE,COMMENT AND ADD TO YOUR LIABRARY! THANKS! :D