Chained

Chapter 1

Milyn POV

Yep, i'm the dumb bitch, that just got her ass beat by her own "boyfriend". Let me just introduce myself a little more.

My name is Milyn, pronounced " Me - Lin ". I live with my two parents and older brother. We all live in this big ass Mansion. I'm 17 years old, and my abusive boyfriend name is Xavier. But, he likes when people call him X.

Don't get me wrong, I sometimes try to fight him back. But what's the point now? I just keep getting tired of losing. It's more of a everyday routine, with him getting mad at me over the pettiest shit. Like even standing by a guy, or even being partners at school with one. It's more of me being his daughter than his girlfriend, with all these rules.

I opened my front door very slowly, making sure not to wake anybody up.

I walked upstairs to my bathroom. I just stood there, looking in the mirror. All I could see were marks on me. I'm not that beautiful girl anymore. I look like somebody hit me with a pile of bricks. But the good thing is that he only gave me marks on my arms. I walked out the bathroom with my head down. I'm just gonna call it a night.

I heard my alarm clock going off. At first, I was gonna hit that snooze button, but I just decided to drag myself out of the bed.

I walked to my closet and try to find something simple. I mean, it's just Monday you know.

I grabbed my white tank top, with Dope written across it in cursive black letters. Then, my black cardigan, and some ripped black skinny jeans. I finally slipped on my Air Jordan VI White/Black. I put on my gold link chain, and left my hair in its wavy state. My make up was on point too. I grabbed my bag, and headed downstairs.

"Wassup Mimi?"

My brother, Brandon asked me.

"Nothing much? Wassup with you?"

"Well, ya friend Allysa texted me, asking about you. She said you been blowing her off lately."

Shit. I completely forgot about Allysa. X been on my heels lately, I haven't talk to my best friend in a while.

"Imma talk to her today"

"That's wassup. But, you driving or me?"

"Bitch, you know that you can't drive anyway, hand me them keys."

I said, reaching my hand out for them. My brother drives like he is in a drag race, he not having me looking all crazy and shit.

"Aight, damn." He said, putting his hands up. We both started laughing.

We both walked outside to the BMW.

We arrived at school, and departed our ways.

I went to walk to my girlfriends, Allysa and Cheyenne. My boyfriend doesn't really freak out, when i'm around them. I think it's because they're just girls.

"Oh, so you are alive."

Allysa said, rolling her eyes at me.

"Don't do that Ally, I just been busy, but I promise that were going to hang out this weekend."

I replied, with a puppy dog face.

"Ahem."

Cheyenne coughed.

"I gotchu Chey. I got both of yall, we gonna chill this weekend."

"Yeah what ever, but seriously, why you been blowing us off? And don't give me that "busy" shit."