7. months fly and lost connections retie

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a/n ~ I thought to just add all the stories I had in mind together into this book as it'd be easier and quicker. Hope you enjoy.

8 MONTHS INTO THE FUTURE

Sam and I have been going out for 8 months and it's been great...for the first 5 months. He was so cooperative of my feelings in the relationship and never let me feel down. He was so present.

Now. The past three months have changed drastically! He's been more agitated and easily aggravated by the most minuscule of things. Just wanting a hug can piss him off.

It's been hours since Sam had left to go to a party that I was invited to. My musical talents were recognised more than his as I was the bigger artist in the relationship. But I guess over the last 3 months it was too much for him to handle. Me. Always Me. The one that got the bigger deal, brighter opportunities, the bigger whip. It's cutting his balls that a girl is doing better than him but as they say, black girl magic!
I don't do as many events or appearances anymore. I never know about them or Sam says I can't go. I remember the first argument we had over me wanting to go to a party I was invited to but he couldn't come with because it was exclusively for the invitees.
*flash-the fuck-back*
"WHY ARE YOU SO OVERPOWERED WITH HATE RIGHT NOW?"

"IM NOT! BUT WHY HAVE YOU ALWAYS GOT TO BE AT A PARTY? IN SUCH TIGHT OUTFITS? YOU'RE A SLUT THAT REALLY WANTS TO GO TO THOSE PARTIES TO JUST FUCK EVERYONE SO YOU CAN GET MORE DEALS! YOU ARE A FUCKING FAME WHORE!"

"NO, THE FUCK IM NOT A FUCKING FAME WHORE! ITS NOT MY FAULT IM MORE POPULAR THAN YOU, ASKED TO MORE EVENTS THAN YOU, AND HAVE THE BETTER MUSICAL ABILITY THAT EVERYONE RECOGNISES. IF IT WEREN'T FOR MY ASS, YOU'D BE SOME UNDERGROUND PIECE OF SHIT NO ONE WOULD CARE ABOUT! ITS NOT MY FAULT IM BETTER THAN YOU!"
Shit. I said too much!
The sting in my cheek was red-hot. The tears stringing down my cheeks as I fill up with anger. Sam walks into my personal space to back me up into a corner, as doing so he shouts,"YOU'RE THE BIGGEST WHORE IN HISTORY AND HAVE NO INTELLECTUAL PRESENCE IN ANYONE'S LIFE. FOR A BITCH LIKE YOU, I SAID YOU'RE STUPID."

I cried. He slapped me. I tried to pack my bags to leave. He beat me. I cry out in pain. He beat me. I scream. He beat me. I scream sorry. He beat me. I lose my breath. He beat me. I pass out. He spits on me. The love of my life just beat me senseless.

*flash-the fuck-forward*

7:24am. I still wait for his presence to cuddle me and make me feel needed. But now I come to think of it, I've waited 3 months for that love I think I'd never get back. I sit on the couch, huddled in a ball with a tear streaming down my face.
4:53pm.
I wake up to the sound of a drunk-out-of-his-mind Sam slamming the door shut to then shush a figure giggling. All mobility was lost in Sam and the figure as my voice bounced the wall.
"Hello. How are you, Sam? Horny?"
"Don't get cocky, Kyann. You're not that special."
"Well of course not if you'd bring a bitch-"
"SHE'S NOT A BITCH-"
"A BITCH IN THE HOUSE WHEN I'D PREVALENTLY BE AWAKE. Are you crazy? ARE YOU SENILE? WHAT HAS THIS WHORE GOT ON ME, HUH?"
"A tighter pussy!" The smirk grimaced on his face with the bitch sniggering along with him. Okay. Is this how this small dicked, chuckie looking bitch thinks he's funny?
"HAVE YOUR HOE! BUT WHO WAS THERE FOR YOU WHEN YOU HAD NO ONE. WHEN YOUR DAD WAS BEATING YOUR MUM AND YOU WERE SCARED (a/n ~ disclaimer: i don't know anything about Sam's parents' relationship and I like to think it is healthy but this is for the story's purpose) AND WHO THE FUCK WAS THERE WHEN EVERYONE HATED YOUR ASS BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO WEIRD AND ALWAYS CONTROLLING AND THOUGHT YOU WERE TOO GOOD FOR EVERYONE. I'M A BOSS, I AINT NEVER BEEN A SIDE BITCH (a/n ~ if you know that song lyrics, you the shit. If not, cool) SO WATCH ME LEAVE WHILST YOU HAVE HER! THIS RELATIONSHIP-"
"Is over? Finally. You were a piece of shit fuck anyway."

I left that shithole before they started catch my hands and I be catching a case🙄

a/n - 767 words

~ STAY FLEEKY💖

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