"Michaelson.......Michaelson"!!! I scream once more. "Goddamn what"!! He yells walking down the basement stairs. "Did you go get the pickles and peanut butter like I asked you to"? I asked. "Yes and ew, here" he says handing it to me through the cage. "Thanks" I say before sitting down, opening the jar of pickles and dipping them in the peanut butter. "Mmmm" I say while chewing. Michaelson just stood there staring at me. "Uh....bye" I say waving with a attitude.
He went up the basement stairs and closed the door behind him. I just kept eating until I felt nauseous once again, I sat my food down and leaned down into my bucket and threw up for the 4th time that day. Michaelson walked back to the cage and walked inside. "Here" he says handing me the phone.
Amina: Hello?
Eric: Hey baby how you been?
Amina: Daddy I don't feel good.
Eric: What's wrong?
Amina: I been throwing up......a lot.
Eric: Shit......umm...give the phone to Michaelson.
I handed the phone to Michaelson and watched how as he talked to Eric his facial expressions would constantly change, I couldn't hear what they were talking about but I know it was about me. Michaelson hung up the phone, walked out of the cage and locked the cage door. "I'll be back" he said heading up the stairs.
I just laid there and went to sleep.
•2 hourz later•
I wake to Michaelson constantly tapping me. "Wake up damn"! He shouted. I leaned up fast. "Damn whatchu want"!? I say trying to take control of my heart rate. "You scared me half to death" I finished. He picked me up. "Ughhh where are you taking me its not time for my shower"? I questioned. He ignored me and kept walking to the stairs, he walked me up the stairs and into the bathroom before putting me down.
"Here" he says handing me a pregnancy test. I widened my eyes "Oh shit." I say staring at it. "Can you just piss on it? Damn". "Ughh turn around" I say walking to the toilet. When I was finished I washed my hands and took a deep breath before looking at the test. "Oh my god".
I threw it away and walked to Michaelson "can you take me downstairs"? I asked dryly. He did as I asked and sat me on the bed. "What did it say" he asked. I ignored him. He took out his phone, dialed Eric and tried to hand it to me.
I ignored him. "Hello" I heard Eric say. "Uhh...she not taking the phone" Michaelson tells him. He put him on speaker. "What's wrong witchu" Eric says irritated. I take the phone and took it off speaker. "I'm fuckin pregnant" I say pissed. He was silent. I hung up and laid down as tears fell.
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Stop Hurting Me (Eazy E Fan Fic)
Teen FictionHow long will the pain of Eric aka eazy e, go on. Can Amina take it any longer, and what will she do when he crosses that final line?
