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OMFG SHE IS SO CUTE!!!!!
NATHALIE POV
" I don't give a fuck." Quincy said pushing me off of him.
All I did was try to tell him I loved him and he still acting like an asshole.
"You're an asshole." I mumbled.
"The hell you just say?" he looked at me.
"No-noth-"
SMACK.
He hit me on the other side of my face and it hurt like hell.
Hot tears started streaming down my face as he walked to the kitchen. He stopped and said," I want you gone."
My heart dropped.
"What?" I said.
"I said I want you gone." He replied. he started walking upstairs and soon as he got up the stairs, I heard the dresser open and he was grabbing my stuff throwing it down the stairs.
I didn't understand. All I ever did was love him and in return I got this. Or was it because I wasn't ready to lose a very valuable thing to him. Probably. that's all guys ever want these days.
I couldn't help that I was a 22-year-old virgin.
He threw my stuff outside and then grabbed my wrist.
"Stop. Quincy why are you doing this." I begged.
He ignored me and pushed me outside.
"please!?" I pleaded.
" Get your shit bitch and get away from my god damn house. If you on this porch when I come out to leave ima bust yo god damn mouth so hard." He yelled and slammed the door in my face.
Tears started flowing and flowing down my face.
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BRYSON POV
I pulled up to Quincy's crib only to see his car gone and Nathalie crying on the curb. I got out and jogged over to her.
"Hey, hey what happened?" I said.
"He-he Doesn't want me anymore. He hit me and kicked me out. He told me if I wasn't gone by the time he got back he'd bust me in my mouth." She cried.
Damn Quincy, I just don't get it. why you gotta do a girl this loyal and beautiful so wrong? All she did was love you even after yo ass beat the fuck out of her.
"Hey come on. get in my car. where is your stuff?" I said.
"O th-the porch." she said softly.
I helped her up and walked her to my car and helped her into the passenger seat.
I went up to the porch and grabbed most of her stuff, putting it in the back of my car.
Harley was sleeping softly in her car seat as I got in the drivers seat.
"Just take me to a homeless shelter." Nathalie sniffled.
"What? Hell no. I ain't about to take you to a homeless shelter. You gon stay at my place." I told her backing out of Quincy's driveway.
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A WEEK LATER
NATHALIE POV
I woke up to a feeling I never thought I would ever feel. no pain. My face felt like it had never been hit. And the smell of the bed sheets. They smelt so good.
Bryson had been letting me stay at his place for about a week now and he's been so nice to me. I don't get why. We barely even know each other.
I got up fixing my nike shorts and my t-shirt and walking down stairs. I heard Harley's cute little voice and Bryson's.
"Ooo shes pwetty." Harley said looking at me. I smiled.
"Yea? You think so?" Bryson asked her looking at me.
"Oh I know so daddy." She shook her head in confidence making me smile and chuckle.
"Goodmorning." Bryson said.
"Morning." I replied walking into the livingroom.
"Get good sleep?" He asked.
"Yea. How about you?" I asked.
"My back aches but I'm good." he chuckled a little.
His smile was perfect. Stop it Nathalie. But it was, and he was so nice to me I still don't get why.
BRYSON POV
God damn.... her smile was beautiful. How could Quincy hit her like he did. She is such a sweet girl, I don't get it..
