I woke up at Hakeem's place handcuffed to the bed.
Me: Ayo Hakeem let me out!
Hakeem came in and dropped my all too familiar bag on the bed.
Me: You went to my house?!
Hakeem: You're welcome asf.
Me: My dad is gonna kill me.
Hakeem: Nigga wasn't home, left a note saying he's gone on a trip with Amber.
I rolled my eyes and rattled the cuff. He looked at it and dangled the key in front of my face.
Me: Hakeem just let me go!
Hakeem: No! I wanted you and now I got you.
I screamed and kick but the cuffs just kept bruising my wrist.
Hakeem: Stop!
He slapped me then uncuffed me.
Hakeem: Chicken and the others are passing through so you better behave.
Me: I ain't gotta do shit.
He grabs me by my throat and slammed me against the bed.
Hakeem: Keep testing me.
Me: Your golf balls are considerably cold.
Hakeem: Girl I would beat yo ass but I got people coming by.
Me: Can't have your assistant bruised.
I smirked and pushed pass him. I went to the fridge and pulled out a soda. The bell rand and I answered it.
Chicken: Aye where Hakeem?
Me: Somewhere idk exactly.
Chicken: HAKEEM!
Hakeem walks out like if he now awakened from sleeping. Lying ass bitch.
Chicken: Yo was you sleeping?
Hakeem: Nah its called looking at my eyelids.
Me: I gotta go.
Hakeem: No you don't. You spending the night.
I rolled my eyes and plopped onto the couch. I really used to like Hakeem but he doesn't like me. He likes abusing me.
