Stay • DeVanté Swing

Chapter 16 | Scared

That night was probably the worst encounter I ever had with DeVanté. I believe going to that concert...No, befriending Tori was where I messed up.

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Morgan

"You takin me home, right?"

"Is you a fool!? Find your own damn ride!" I must've given her the stupidest look ever.

This hoe had the audacity to think we're still cool. She knew about DeVanté and I and still slept with him! How she knew? I have no idea. It's obvious that she's the crazy stalker type and I don't have the time to deal with that. She was never my friend, just wanted to get close to DeVanté. Well she can have him, because I'm done.

I hopped in Aunt Gayle's car and sped off. Good thing I drove.

Once I made it to the house I noticed Tionne's car parked in the driveway.

What does she want? 🙄

I got out of the car and walked to the door. I unlocked it using my key.

"And where you been, missy?" She walked out of the kitchen.

"What are you even doing here?"

"Girl, this my mama house."

I rolled my eyes and went upstairs to my room, slightly slamming the door. I lied down on my bed and stared at the ceiling.

"Why you got this stankin ass attitude? My nose can't handle it."

I laughed a little. "Shut up, Tee."

"For real though, Mo. Wassup?"

She sat down on the edge of my bed. I sighed and sat up against the headboard. "I have something to tell you, but you can't tell anyone."

"First I need to know why I can't tell nobody."

"Because it's a big deal."

"Aight, what is it?"

I took a deep breath. "DeVanté...and I were kind of dating...seriously in a relationship." I looked at her.

She just stared at me before she burst out laughing. "Awe hell, thought it was somethin interestin."

I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"I already knew that. Like, duh."

"Did Dalvin tell you?" I glared.

"Uh, yah."

Note to Self: Kill Dalvin the next time you see him...If he's around DeVanté...kill him as well. 💀🔫

"But he didn't have to." She added.

I guess DeVanté and I did flirt a lot, so...it was expected for us to make it official.

"But that don't explain this attitude." She gasped and quickly stood up. "What he do, girl!? Do I need to kill somebody!?"

I chuckled at my cousin and shook my head. "It doesn't matter anymore. I'll get over it."

"Mhm." She said. "Well, aight then. I'm finna go home."

"Okay, lock the door."

"I will, lil nigga." She walked out.

She's so annoying at times, but I know she'll always be there when I need her.

I thought about how that witch, Tori, used me to steal my man. The thought instantly made me upset all over again.

To be honest, I feel more like crying than killing a bitch. I've never felt so betrayed in my life. I had a grown man break my heart.

I actually loved DeVanté, I still do.

Later

I opened the door and frowned. "I swear you have some nerve ringing this doorbell."

"Morgan..."

"Fuck off!"

I tried closing the door, but he pushed it back open and let himself in. "Let me explain!" He yelled, scaring me.

I fell on the floor from how hard he pushed the door. He seemed to be angry, which is crazy. Shouldn't I be the mad one here?

His facial expression startled me. Like he...wanted to kill me or some shit like that.

"I never cheated on you." He said. His tone of voice more calm.

I didn't say anything. I got up from the floor and folded my arms. "Yeah, I got a baby on the way, but that happened before we even got together."

I rolled my eyes.

He sighed. "And the whole thing with your friend, the girl drugged me. I swear, I don't even remember what happened."

"Bullshit!"

"Yell at me again!" He warned.

I rolled my eyes for the second time.

He gave me a blank stare. "...You gone learn to stop rollin them eyes at me." He said sternly.

"Or what?"

He pinned me against the wall with one of his hands around my neck. His grip wasn't tight enough to choke me.

"Don't provoke me."

This seems all too familiar. 🙄

I started squirming out of his grip and he let me go.

"I'm sorry." He said.

Nigga, fuck you. 🖕🏼

He then pinned me against the wall again! This time his grip on my neck was tighter. "Oh yeah, that's right. You sholl did slap me. Didn't you?"

I started kicking and gasping for air, then everything went black.

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I woke up, tied to a bed.

What the fuck, bruh!? 😡

"Oh, so you up now?"

I glared at DeVanté.

He smirked at me sexually. Him slowly looking down my body is what made me notice that I had nothing on but panties!

I tried to cover myself, but forgot that my arms were tied up. "Why are you doing this to me!?" My voice was barely audible from him choking me.

"You don't trust me, Morgan, and that shit hurt me. Fuck is a relationship without trust!?" He asked. "After everything I did for you, you thought I would do you like that." He shook his head. "And you slapped me. That's somethin I don't tolerate, so I thought I'd at least get a taste before killin you."

My eyes got big. "What!?" I croaked.

He chuckled and licked his lips. "Nah I'm just fuckin witchu."

I let out a sigh of relief.

"But I am gone teach you a lesson." He got serious.

Oh no. 😶

"You look so sexy when you scared." He looked at me with pure lust.

"Um...D-DeVanté?..."

He took off his belt and gave me a devilish grin.

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CLIFFHANGER! 😁

Seems like DeVanté forgot to take his medicine. 🤔

Two updates in one day, yas! 😝🤘🏼

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