Chapter 15

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Bre.P.O.V

Even tho Trey  begged me not to I went home the next morning when I got home Omari was sitting in the dark on the couch

"Why are you sitting in the dark?"

Where you Been all night I called you 20 times!!!

" I was in emergency getting a cast cause some body broke my wrist!"

That doesn't explain where you were and who  was you with Bre!! and who gave you those clothes.

I didnt say nothing, He stood up from the couch knocking a bottle of liquor on the floor.  ( He's still drinking) he walked  towards me I could smell the vodka on him he wrapped his arms around my waist then started kiss my neck and trying to put his hands down my Pants.I cried for him to stop but he wouldn't he just keep whispering In my ear that I belonged to him and my body belonged to him no one else ...with my good arm I pushed him off me.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU Omari! I WANT YOU OUT OF THIS HOUSE NOWWW!! WERE THROUGH!!! YOUR AN ALCOHOLIC YOU THINK I HAVEN'T NOTICED.GET OUTTT!!

PLEASE SHUT UP BRE!!  Im not leaving and neither are you Now go make me a sandwich then come fuck your husband like you suppose to.

I just stood there watching him in disbelief what has happened to him that handsome face I onced loved carried so much pain and hate. He  pick up another bottle and flop back down on the couch.I ran up stairs and slammed the door I was so pissed I  could cry  this nigga he cant stay here I pulled all his stuff out the closets and the doors and went to grab his suitcase. I threw all his clothes and shoes down rhe steps when I threw his suit case down stairs it popped open and a gun with bloody clothes feel out what has he done?

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