Save Me (A Trey Songz Love Story)

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Faith
  In the middle of putting on mascara, there were three knocks at the door and I cursed myself. I picked up my phone and checked the time. 1:30. He is thirty minutes early.
"Coming!" I yelled, running down the hallway and down the stairs. "Who is it?" I asked leaning against the door. Of course I knew who it was, but pretending is fun.
"Trey" He responded simply, and I had to fight to keep the smile from spreading across my face. Damn! I quickly snatched the door open and stepped back letting him come through. Once he did, I closed the door behind him and set the security system.
"What you doin with ya hair? Why you only got makeup on one eye?" I rolled my eyes.
"Why you so damn nosey?" I laughed, starting to walk up the stairs. When I heard his footsteps following behind me I stopped and turned to him. "Where the hell you goin?" I asked, mugging.
"What you mean? I'm going upstairs."
"No the hell you aint! You a guest, you need to stay downstairs and sit ya ass on the couch and wait". This time he smacked his lips and didn't move. "Whatchu waiting fa'? Ya lil girlfriend aint gone want you all in my room, is she?" I crossed my arms over my chest and cocked my hip.
Trey smiled and walked up two more steps until he was towering over me. He looked down at me and smirked. My hands immediately went to his chest and I closed my eyes, engulfing into his essences. Fuck.
"It seems to me that you dont trust yourself, huh?" He spoke bending down and wrapping his arms around me. My eyes shot open and my hands that were planted on his chest pushed him off of me.
"Couch" I demanded before turning and walking up the stairs. When I got to my room, I softly shut the door and exhaled.
Why he play so many damn games?
I walked over to my bed and kissed Riq's little lips over and over until he stirred in his sleep. I finally got around to finishing my hair, makeup, and getting dressed before I picked up my baby boy into my arms and started to make my way downstairs.
On my way down, Trey rushed to grab the bags from my hand and set them down before making sure I was safely on the couch. "I can walk down some stairs, you know" I smirked.
"I don't know. Especially with all them bags and them damn heels you got on" He smirked right back and I smacked my lips.
"So where you going" He asked me and I bit my bottom lip. I didn't answer, so he just eyed me warily. "Don't get fucked up".
"Who gone pop me tho?" I asked sarcastically and we both laughed.
"Ight Imma catch you later. Don't be out here being fast and shit, I wont hesitate to pull up on ya lil ass and fuck you up. Understand?" I laughed and flipped my hair over my shoulder.
"Whatever, nigga! Have fun baby" I cooed that last part to my baby boy who was now awake and looking around. His hands caught my hair and he pulled at it for a little bit before he let go. "I love you, baby"
"I love you, too now bye" Trey said and I immediately walked away, but I made sure he saw me throw up the middle finger.
As he strapped my baby in, I jumped in my car and sped off.
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That Night**
I stumbled into the house along with the guy that I came here with. Its a damn shame that I forgot his name already, but oh well. He bouta lay some pipe on me, and everyone knows how much I need it.
"Shhhhh!" I giggled loudly. "My son sleeping" I whisper yelled and he continued to kiss on my neck. He grabbed the bottom of my knitted sweater and lifted it over my head and threw it onto the floor. His shirt, shoes, and socks were already off and my hands roamed his bare chest. He slammed my small frame against the door and furiously unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down my legs. He let me go to unbutton his pants and once he did he pushed me back against the door.
Hot and heavy- just like I like it.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS" I heard Trey's angry voice boom from the kitchen. I jumped up in fear and grabbed my sweater and held it over my front. Homeboy I was with re-buttoned his pants and belt and looked at me.
"I thought you was single!?" He shouted and I looked up at him.
"I am! That's just my baby daddy" I mumbled.
Trey came around and roughly pulled me to his side and away from homeboy. "Get the fuck outta here" He glared at him and dude just left. Once the door closed, Trey stared at me in disgust and I shifted under his heavy gaze.
"Stop looking at me like that" I whispered, looking down at the ground.
"Go take yo ass to bed. If I would have known that you was out here fucking around I wouldn't have never left with Riq." I gasped.
"I'm not fucking around! That was the first time I had gone out since I found out I was pregnant, asshole!" I punched him in the chest before stumbling up the stairs.
"Be quiet before you wake up my son!" He yelled at me from downstairs and I rolled my eyes at him.
"Fuck you, get the hell outta my house" I screamed back and slammed my room door. I plopped down on my bed and laid there staring at myself in the ceiling mirror before falling asleep.
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