No more Lies (Sequel to Don't Hurt me)

Sweet Melody

Love POV

"I'm sorry Love." Prod said, cradling my waist.

I teared up. Ever since we got out of high school, I've been pregnant 6 Times and everytime, I get an abortion.

Why?

Prod says he's not ready.

Well nigga then use a condom!

"I promise you can keep this one baby.

You've gotten 6 abortions. It's my fault and I shouldn't keep encouraging you to do that. After all, I created those kids." He chuckled,

I slightly smiled. Prod leaned down and kissed me on the lips.

"I want you to keep this one. I want a kid."

Symone POV

"I Sware to god imma whoop yo little ass." I shouted at Syraya.

"What the hell ever! You ain't gon' do shit yo old as bitch!"

I grabbed her harm and pulled her to the door.

Opening and closing it on her.

"You think you grown huh? Get the fuck outta my house! Don't you ever come back." I yelled, closing the door on her.

I heard her yell something.

I sat on the couch and started to cry.

What happened to my beautiful little baby girl?

What did I do wrong to make her go crazy like that.

I haven't talked to Hailey in a while but Ray has told me so much.

I feel so bad about her losing custody of her kids.

Trey is dead as wrong for beating on her and shit. He knows all of her weaknesses plus he knows that she has a past of being beaten and bullied.

Then I heard the door open and close.

Assuming it was Syraya, I shot up.

"What the hell you doing back in my house!" I yelled.

I seen it was Ray.

"Oh, hey." I said, pecking him on his cheek.

"Who the fuck are you talking about?" He asked.

"Syraya disrespectful ass! She wanna smoke weed and drink then record videos of her giving head to boys!"

Ray shook his head.

"So I kicked her ass out. She think she grown and shit, imma show her what grown women do. Anyways, how was Trey's?" I asked

Ray balled his fist.

"That nigga wanna beat her, put her out of the house in lingerie only and make her sleep outside. When I came there, she was unconscious. Then when I confronted Trey, he talking bout how he doesn't care!" Ray explained

My Bestfriend....

"Oh my god." I said tearing up all over again.

"Ray, we needa do something."

"What can we do? Huh? The police won't do shit! Jacobs dad has connections."

"He's been to jail before! We all know that! He can go back again." I said pulling my phone out,

Hailey POV

I sat at the table, drinking as much as I possibly could, naked.

Tonight is the night I plan to her drunk and do whatever I can to get in jail.

It's better than living here.

"Hailey where yo ass at!" I heard Trey yell.

"In here where yo retarded ass was knocked the fuck out!" I laughed.

"Excuse me?" He asked, coming in here

"You heard me, punk ass." I smirked,

Trey lifted his hand.

"Are you gonna hit me? Bitch hit me. Your hits don't hurt."

Then I was slapped.

I just started laughing.

Then Trey grabbed my neck and started to choke me.

"Keep choking me. It on' phase me."

Trey punched me in the face multiple times and stood up and kicked me in the stomach over and over.

Then finally he pulled out his knife and sliced my arms 3 times each then stabbed me in the leg.

I felt blood ooze down my body as he stood up and poured lemonade all over me.

I started to scream but I didn't cry.

"Hurt now motherfucker?"

I shook my head no then felt dizzy.

I heard a sweet melody.

"Who wants that perfect love story anyway, anyway?

Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché

Who wants that hero love that saves the day, anyway?

Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché"

I then fell into a deep state of pain and started to cry,

"Cry bitch boo hoo, Whoopdi doo I don't give a fuck."

I started screaming and crying at the same time.

"Ooowweee." I moaned like a little kid.

"It hurts."

Trey chuckled.

"You said it didn't." He shrugged.

I started to see black.