Diamond

crazy love

I love this man. he was my pride and joy but that little stunt he did that night made me feel like shit. last night even with his as under me I had the creeps. I even had dreams of him hurting me again. I went to sleep and woke up with voices in my head about hurt him just as much as he hurt me but when I do it ill hurt him a lot worse and be done. I could just imagine his lifeless,breathless,bloody body lay there.

when I opened my etes and turned over I had a major headache. dre was sleeping. I dont see how was gonna go through with this crazy ass plan of mine but it gotta happen something has got to give. I threw the covers to the side and got off the bed. in hopes of taking some meds for a headache I went to the bathroom. I used the restroom and washed my hands afterwards. I opened  the mirrow on my side of the sink and reached for my advil pills. for some reason the pills ddidnt feel right. my vision was kind of blurred so I rolled the some what pill around in my hand and it had rough edges. I put the pill down so I could use my towel to wash  my face in hot water. my once sluggish and lazy eyes are now in fully capable of detecting the rough edge object. I looked down and it wasnt white like a normal pain killing pill. I looked closer and I got mad. I marched out of the bathroom but turn around to grab the cold glass of water from the faucet. my feet against the hardwood floor made me think I was in the hospital with no shoes.

"dre wake your ass up" I threw the water on him.

"diamond what the fuck man" he scream jumping out the bed. his once dry, slobber stained face was now wet. he looked like I pissed on his parade but who gives a lovely fuck.

"dre what the fuck is this" I held a diamond up and he charged at me.

"diamond what you doing with this" he questioned me.

"idk... I dont expect to wake up in the fucking morning and swallow the damn thing in and not now it was in the fucking pill bottle. and whay the fuck you mean what am I doing with it. why is here"

"I can explain it all.."

"explain that shit to someone else" as I starmed off.

"get your ass back here"

"or else...oh I forgot you think I suppose to come fucking running when your ignorant ass call. im not you mama or your slave. and your not your daddy so you should chill cause they both dead... so get over it"

"bitch stop loud talking me"

"im so sick of your shit"

" your pissing me the fuck off"

"well go piss" that was it I must have hit a nerve cause looked at me with pain in his eyes. he grabbed me by my throat causing me to gaspe for air. he looked at me deadly.  he let go of his tight grip around my neck. causing me to hit the cold floor.

"you better be glad I didnt kill you" he walked out of the room.

hours later we were downstairs enjoying breakfast and I couldn't help but feeling his eyes on me. eyeing me suspiciously.  he got up and walked over to the door. I sill could feel his eyes on me.

"don't wait up" Christina eyes wondered to me for as if she was looking for an explanation. I could hold back the tears that welled in my eyes. christina hugged me.

"what happened"

"dont worry about it.  can I ask you a question"

"yes"

" did you fuck him" I slowly looked at her so i could catch her expression. she looked like I slapped her as much as I wanted to I couldn't... I needed her.

"what are you talking about"

"damn christina im not dumn so stop tryna play me" the room grew silent except the chirping of the birds and dre' pits in the back yard. " girl if you are I really don't give a fuck but why lie about it?" i took a sip of my orange juice. she was still looking at me with a blank expression. i got up from the table and to the sink and put my glass on the sink, then i turned and looked at her.