life of drama (till death do us part )(sequel)

stress will eat you alive

Trey POV

"Trey" yelled my new girlfriend Mercedes. 

"what the fuck you want now"I said highly pissed off.

"why you cussing? "

"cause you keep calling my name for some unnecessary shit"

"unnecessary? whatever you need to stop drinking "

"bitch I don't need you telling me what to do, don't do that"

"I'm getting tired of you no wonder they took laniyah away you probably gave tamia HIV burning ass  nigga ".those words killed me three times.  I told this bitch never put my two ladies I highly love in her fucking mouth.  She pushed the limit.  My veins started popping out my head, my fist started balling up, and my eyes seen Nothing but blood. I charged towards her while she tried to run up stairs. I grabbed her by her weave and dragged her all the way down stairs. I threw punches at her face. I got up and started stomping that bitch with my hard ass Polo boot. She tried to catch a few breathes but I didnt let her. when I finally snapped back into reality I got up and  kicked her hard twice between her legs. I went upstairs to change my shirt and left out the house.  stupid ass hoes never learn.  I been loosing my mind lately.  every since laniyah got taken away from me I went wild. That bitch Who got her won't even let me see her.  I missed her bad. I pulled up to the strip club and got out my car. I walked in and went straight to the VIP area. soon as I sat down a fine ass chick came over and sat on my lap.

"daddy you look stress "

"is that right"

"I can help you daddy follow me"

I followed her with no hesitation. when we got to the private room she got on her knees and did what she do best.  I just sat back and let all my stress go just for that moment.

laniyah pov

I miss my dad and mom so much.  these people are so mean to me. 

"laniyah bang yo ass here"

I knew by the sound of Mrs.Harlem voice I was in trouble.  I slowly walked out the basement . About time I was finally out the basement she was coming towards my direction. "bitch what the fuck I tell you about touching my fucking son " she yelled hitting me in the faced with the belt buckle.  I cried very loud and I knew that was a big mistake. "you wanna cry ,ima give yo ugly ass something to cry about "she yelled. She immediately started throwing punches in my face causing me to loose my balance.  I felt to the floor trying to hold back my tears . She kicked me in my stomach and grabbed me by hair and threw me in the basement. "I better not catch you coming out this room, you ain't getting Nothing to eat or drink "she yelled while closing the door. I just sat and cried while holding my stomach.  I want my daddy.  I didn't even hit her son. I cried harder but I straightened up quick because I know she will come up in here hitting me again.  I just laid on the little mattress by the boarded up window.  I just did a silent prayer.  After that i had faith that I will see and be with my daddy. The pain started kicking in and my stomach kept growling . I just cried a little more until I felt asleep

."daddy please come get me "