When love is found it is cherished, appreciated, shared, and expressed constantly. But what happens when you're only given a certain amount of time to fulfill it?
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"Shauna you've been crying for 30 minutes, say something please." Milan begged.
They were now in her room and Milan was trying to figure out why Shauna was so upset.
Standing up, Shauna went over to Milan's vanity. She grabbed a makeup wipe and began cleaning her face. Frowning, Milan sat on the bed, waiting to see what exactly she was doing.
Turning around, Shauna looked down, grabbing the ends of her shirt. She pulled it from over her head, leaving her in a black Nike sports bra. Finally looking up, Milan gasped.
Bruises covered her entire body, and whoever caused them, left a nice black eye to match.
"Oh my....Shauna who did this?!" Milan already knew, she knew and she wished she would've spoken up about it.
"H-he did." She continued to cry. "You wanna know why? Because I burned the toast. Because I b-burned the fucking toast." Her lip quivered as more tears continued to fall.
"Hell no...look at you. Arima! Code Red!" Milan yelled. Shauna's eyes widened as Arima ran into the room.
"Whatsu-" she turned to Shauna and frowned. "Fuck no...who I gotta kill?"
"What? No don't hurt him. I just-"
"You can't be serious. Look at what he did to you Shauna."
Looking down, she pulled her shirt back on, wincing from the pain.
"I shouldn't have come. I'm sorry."
"Shauna I'm not letting you go back to him. Just stay here please?"
Sighing, she sat her purse down and nodded. She sat next to me on the bed and Arima walked up, sitting in front of her on the floor.
"I'm Arima by the way." She spoke, causing me to laugh. Here she was about to murk somebody for a girl who didn't even know her.
"I'm Shauna." She said back quietly.
"You're pretty Shauna." Arima smiled.
Elijah Alsina
Frowning, I got up, going to see who the fuck was at the door.
"Karina whatchu' want man." I scratched my head.
"I miss you Elijah. Baby I'm sorry. Can we just stop this?"
"Stop what?"
"Not speaking."
"It's been 3 weeks, now you miss me?"
She played with her fingernails, looking down.
"I...I need a place to stay." She bit her bottom lip and batted her eyelashes. As pretty as this girl was that baby shit want fooling nobody.
I laughed, leaning back a little and licking my lips. "I need a lot of shit too Karina. Who gon' give it ta' me? Huh?" My voice got louder causing her to back away.
