My Drug.

Chapter 13

"Say my name, say my name

When No one is around you, say baby I love you

if you ain't running games. . . "

I sung along to Girls love Beyonce by Drake as I parked into the parking lot right in front of the work out gym. I cut the car off which was Candie's and grabbed my gym bag and running shoes right along with my iPod and made my way towards the building.

"Hello." I quickly said before making my way into the women's changing room. I had a membership so I could just easily walk in and plus everybody knew me well here because I come here every Saturday. Going into the changing room I began to strip and grabbed my gym clothes and started to get dressed. When I was done I went to the mirror to make sure I looked straight in my bright neon green sports bar and matching spandex with some neon green and black Nike  track shoes. I grabbed my IPod putting it on shuffle before putting my head phones in and making my way to the tread mills ....

I huffed and puffed as I dragged myself to the bench. I sat down and gobbled down half of the water bottle that I had.

"Tired ?" I looked up to see Derrick. He was shirtless, exposing all his tattoos and his perfect body.

I was staring so hard I had forgot that he even said something to me until he waved his hand in front of my face.

"Kyla ?" I jumped back before looking up at him.

"Uhh, yeah." I said quickly before pulling my sore body up from the bench and heading towards the women's shower room. I had been shaking up every since he told me about what his brother did to helpless women. I just hoped Derrick wasn't like that. Every since that day, I avoided him. I was scared. Only sick bastards auction helpless women off. Rape and beat women just to get off. I sighed deeply before stepping in and washing all the sweat off of my body. . . . .

Getting out, I tied my hair into a loose bun before grabbing my towel from my bag and drying off. I gotten dressed then headed out. I nearly fell back when Derrick jumped out of nowhere.

"You scared me." I whispered as I tried to stop my racing heart. He only chuckled then wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me close. He nuzzled my neck with his face inhaling deeply.

"You smell so good," he whispered. I swallowed nervously, then placed my hands on his shoulders pushing him back.

"What the fuck ?" He growled. I looked up at him then shifted my gaze to the ground. "The fuck is ya problem ?"

"I'm sorry. But I don't think I can do this." I answered truthfully. He studied me as if I was lying. I looked back up at him. His jaw flexed and his breathing sped up. I literally watched as his eye's turned to black.

'Oh shit here we go. First Cj, now Derrick.' I mentally thought. I tried to make a move to go around him, but he grabbed my arm and threw me up against the wall. I gasped as my head hit it making a loud thud.

"You dumb muddaducka, let go of me." I yanked away from him, but he just caged me between the wall and him. His breath hit the side of my face as I turned my head away from him.

"Your gonna regret this shit." was all he said before planting a soft kiss on my lips and pulled away from me. I bit my lip before walking around him and basically ran out of the gym all the way to the car.

(At Home )

"Kyla you hungry ?" Candie yelled from the kitchen. I was sitting on the couch braiding one of her friends hair. His name was Charles. Candie knew how to braid but when I questioned her about she had said he liked me so I just agreed to do it although I didn't like him. I mean he wasn't ugly, but I didn't feel like dating anymore, especially after Derrick crazy ass.

"Yeah I'm hungry." I yelled back rubbing grease onto the parts between his freshly braided hair.

"That feels good Kyla." He groaned. I laughed then put the jar down. He was sitting on the between my legs, he assisted.

"Oh Charles, just go out with Candie. I'm not dating any more." I said playfully, but I was telling the truth. "Foreal."

"I'll wait, I don't mind." He said getting up and turning around kneeling in front of me. "Trust me I will." He winked. I laughed then leaned forward to kiss his cheek.

"You'll be waiting for a while sweetie."

"Bet." He shot back.

"Alright bet."

"Oh shut the fuck up and order some pizza, oohh and get that pizza pasta with some chicken wings and some cheese breadsticks with a Mountain Dew." Candie ranted off. I turned towards her then shook my head.

"You call 'em I'm bouta go get them new movies I had just bought, and I got that new Kevin Hart 'Let Me Explain'." I said grabbing the keys from the key holder.

Running outside I headed to the car. I grabbed the bag of new movies then locked and closed the door. When I turned around Derrick creepy ass was standing there with his head hung low. I jumped, but then easily caught myself.

"You really need to stop creepin' up on me like that." I said shaking my head then walking around him. "Fucking creep." I huffed under my breath.

"Yo Kyla let me talk to you real quick. All I'm asking for is a few minutes." He said grabbing my arm. I yanked back, making him let go of me. He threw his hands up in surrender then stuffed them back into his pockets.

"One minute that's all." I said through clenched teeth. This shit was getting outta of control. The nigga was basically stalking me. First the gym, now he just show up at my crib. I mean of course I let him come over a couple of times to chill but damn.

"Can we go up and talk ?" He asked looking down at me. I hesitated, but then nodded.

"Yeah, c'mon." I said opening the door to the building then leading the way to Candie's condo. Once in, we went into my room and closed the door.

"I don't know why you mad at me, but whatever I did I'm sorry." He said getting straight to the point. I mean I didn't want to blame him for what his sick brother did, but just think Derrick can be on that sick shit too.

"Derrick it's not like that, and trust me it never was. It's just your brother. He does that for a livin' and I ain't tryna be in that. Hell you can be on that sick shit too." I stated truthfully. Derrick turned his head towards me. He licked his lips before chuckling deeply.

"So you think I'm crazy like my brother ? We'll see." He said before charging after me. The first blow came hard, making me fly off the bed. I groaned when I felt him tangle his hand into my hair. I yelled out but nothing came. My mouth felt so dislocated and it didn't function. His Timberland boots connected with my stomach, knocking the air right out of me. He dragged me over to my bedroom door, swinging it and throwing me out.

"What the fuck ?" I heard Candie yell. Derrick ended up giving her a hard blow to the face knocking her out cold. Charles who I heard in the bathroom asked what was going on. I tried to yell out his name, but my mouth was fucked.

The bathroom door swung open and out stepped Charles. Derrick pulled out a gun, shooting him right off back. You couldn't hear shit due to the silencer that was on his gun. Tears began to rush down my bruised face as Derrick pulled out his touchscreen and mumbled two words : Come up.

I tried to move, but my body was shutdown. I groaned out as waves of pain took over my body. Derrick stood over me, leaned down in front of my face before saying something.

"You think I'm crazy, just wait til my brother gets a hold of your ass. I didn't want this for you, but since you didn't want me.... your no good." He said before kissing my lips. Then his heavy boot hovered over my face then smashed down. Knocking me out cold. . . . .