Alexa's POV
Today has been good, Blake hasn't hit me or anything. "Alexa. Come here." He said from the bed room.
Going up the stairs, "Yes?" I asked going in the room.
"I wanna fuck." He said plainly.
"I don't feel like it. My head hurts and I really don't feel good." I said.
"I'm pretty sure I didn't ask a question. I said I wanna fuck." He said growing angry.
"But I don't want to." I said trying to back up.
Getting off the bed, he grabbed me. "You gon gimme that pussy!" He said wripping off my clothes.
"Noo! Blake please!" I yelled trying to stop him.
Forcing me on the bed, he unbuckled his pants. Shoving himself inside me, "Stop! Blake your hurting me!" I yelled tears streaming down my face.
"Odell!" I cried, praying that he could come save me.
"Odell, help me!" I screamed.
Bringing his fist to my face, "Shut the fuck up!" He yelled.
Trying to hit him, he grabbed my wrists pinning them to the mattress. The pain was something I've never felt before. I couldn't believe he really was doing this.
After a while I gave up, letting my body go limp. All I could do was lay there, and stare at the ceiling..
Odell's POV
As I laid in my bed just thinking, I got a terrible feeling in my stomach. The feeling made me scared so I called Alexa.
"Hello?" She answered crying again.
"Alexa are you okay?" I asked concerned.
"N-No." She said breaking down.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"He raped me... He beat me... The baby, I..." She stopped.
"Who raped you..? And who beat you?" I asked quickly.
"Blake.." She said lowly.
"Are you at his house?" I asked.
"Y-yes. I don't know where to go." She said sniffling.
"Go to the house I own there. You know where I put the spare key. I'm on my way, get all your stuff. I'll meet you at my house." I said.
"Please don't hang up." She said quickly.
"Okay. Are you packing?" I asked.
"Yes." She said as I heard shuffling in the background.
"I'm done." She said after a few minutes.
"Okay. Now the Uber should be outside, I sent him the address." I said.
"Okay." She said.
Hearing the car door close, I knew she was cool. "Now I'm boutta get on the plane so I gotta go. Okay?" I said.
"Okay." She said yawning.
Hanging up, I sighed. I knew this nigga was gon do some crazy shit, I fucking knew it. After getting on the plane, I made my way to where she was.
Opening the door, I walked into the quiet house. Going into my room, she was sleep on the bed. Looking at her face, she had bruises from where he hit her and that pissed me off to the fullest.
