Holy Angel

16. The devils wife (prt.1)

Miya

Currently laying in her bed Miya wondered what was really wrong with her. Not only was she acting all soft, but she let a lot of things get to her now. Maybe dating Mason was making her into a punk.

Sighing deeply she rolled on her side and stared at her wall. She wasn't in the mood to do anything or talk to anybody. It's been a couple of days since the boat situation and Miya hasn't talked to her so call boy friend or Saya since that day. She understands Saya situation due to her being in rotations and constantly having things to do, but as for Mason she didn't know what was going on and she honestly was not going to call to figure out.

How can he say that he quote on quote loves her but hasn't checked on her? And why haven't he try to run  after her when she walked out of the room. Something must really be wrong with him if he thinks it's okay to watch your girl cry.

Feeling the vibration of her new phone Miya sluggishly grabbed at it and placed the screen close to her face.

"Open the door." She read out loud. Miya looked at the contact name and laughed.

"Hell noo." Miya existed out the text and before she was able to throw her phone somewhere on her bed it vibrated again.

Don't leave me on read, tf I look like?

Miya pressed on the message and watched it pop up on half of her screen.

Bye.

She texted before turning off her phone and placing it under her pillow. Laying her head on her hands she closed her eyes to take a nap, but was disturbed when she heard her bedroom door open and shut.

Sighing heavily she felt his body lay on top of hers allowing his to fit hers.

"Why you playing with me? I miss you and you're treating me this way." Mason wrapped his arms around her body and kissed the side of her cheek.

"What do you want little boy?" Miya rolled her eyes and smirked lightly.

"I want you to go out with me tonight, I want to show you off and show these niggas who have the best girlfriend ever." Mason kissed on her neck and held on her tighter.

"I am not your trophy wife you will not show me off because I make you look better." Miya mugged as she let Mason continue to give her love bites.

"It's not even like that baby girl. I also want to spend time with you, I'm tired of you ignoring me."

She felt as Mason hand slip down to her goodies and she stopped him.

"Get your horny little ass off me." Miya rolled from under him and pushed herself up on her elbows. She shot daggers at him as he looked at her.

"Baby go out with me." Mason pleased as he wrapped his arm around her to pull her back down with him.

"You took medicine?" Miya knew for a fact that he took medicine. He was never this calm around her better yet this feminine in her opinion.

"I didn't take medicine." Mason snuggled his head on her chest.

Smelling this weird distinct smell Miya tooted her nose up and pulled Mason head so that she could look at him. She knew that smell oh to well and she hoped that her boy friend was not doing something that bad.

She searched his eyes and then his face.

"Mason?" Miya bit on her lip she felt range go through her body.

"Something's wrong?" Mason had a smirk on his face.

"I will beat the fuck out of you Mason." Miya said through gritted teeth, she dropped his head and threw the covers off her.