Ok guys I've decided to write a story about certain things that I have encountered in my life and I that you like the story. Thanks for reading! Allie
*Alyssa Pov*
"You stupid b*tch who were you with".
"No one I promise you".
Slap. The hit caused me to flip over the couch onto the ground, the air was knocked out of me. While I was trying even my breath I didn't see the boot clad foot to come down and stomp me in the stomach. I yelled out in pain and curled up within myself to keep him from hurting my stomach again.
"Stupid triflin hoe, don't nobody want you but me anyway", he laughed and walked towards me, I eyed him carefully to figure out what he was about to do to me next. He grabbed me by my hair and dragged me towards the arm chair. When we got there he slammed me on the floor and sat down, still dizzy and out of breath I failed to notice that he unbuckled his belt and pulled his" thang" out. I looked up at him confused, he angrily grabbed me by my hair...again and when I screamed he slammed his "thang" in my mouth. My eyes watered as I gagged struggling to get away from him but he held tighter to my hair and pushed my face back and forth. I silently cried as he used my mouth to please himself. When he was done he came on my face but still had his "thang" in my mouth. Without to much thought I figured out how I could get out, so I bit down HARD on his "thang" and while he was clutching himself I made a mad dash for the door. Once I got out the door slamming it on my way out. My eyes water as I struggle to move fast , the pain from where he beat my ass not helping at all. Once I got outside to the hallway I ran right across the hall and started banging on the door. A boy about my age open the door looking annoyed until he saw how I was looking he quickly open the door wider and let me in closing the door right as Curtis slammed open his door. The boy led me to the couch and sat me down then he sat down on the edge of the coffee table. I had my head down not wanting the stranger to see me looking like this, but he softly tilted my chin up so that he could look at me. After looking at me for a while, he spoke.
"Whats yo name ma?", his voice was so deep and sexual that I was momentarily stunned.
"Alyssa Robinson", I said softly.
"Well my name is Tremaine Neverson", he spoke just as softly as I was.
Smiling I asked, " Can I call you Trey?".
Smiling his goregeous smile he replied, " Yes but only if I can call you Ly Ly".
Giggling I said," sure Trey but first can I get cleaned up I feel nasty as f*ck".
I made a face as I saw how I looked.
"Fo sho ma tha bathrom is right round tha corna, you get fresh and I'll get you some clothes."
Smilin' at him I get up and walk around the corner to the bathroom, when I get in there I look at myself and flinch. I look worse than I thought and all of this is because of Curt and his stupid jealousy. I can't remember what made him so mad at me................
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My Fault (A Trey Songz Love Story)
Teen FictionAlyssa Robinson is getting her life together after her tragic breakup with singer Trey Songz. Follow Alyssa on her road to rediscover herself.