Birds Of A feather

Chapter 4: Gia

I watched his move, I wish I knew what he was talking about. Damn he was so damn sexy, she was ready to jump his bones right here and right now. I don't care if were at work and he is the Boss I want him now. It could be the pill that I took before leaving my house oh shit , he is staring at me I wonder if he can see the bruise that started to form. i put on concealer so he shouldn't be able to see it , got damn it I am high as shit right now. I needed to get away from him or I was liable to do something to him or something to embarrass myself.

"Would that be all Mr. Paul ." He stopped. Oh shit he is doing it again staring at me. I put my head down. I could hear him walking over to me. Then I felt his presence I lifted my head and he was staring right at me with those doe like eyes. 

"Are you OK?"

"Yes." I said. barely above a whisper. He looked at me and then he turned around and walked over to his desk. 

"Can you make sure you email me the agenda for next week and make sure you double check to see what time my flight is leaving for Friday." I nodded and turned to walk out his office. "Wait." Damn i thought he was finished, I need another pill if he is going to keep me longer. I turned around slowly. He got out his seat and walked right up on me he leaned in so close i could smell what this man had for dinner. He reached behind me and touched my his I closed my eyes and inhaled, then I felt a tug. I opened my eyes and he looked at me then licked his lips. "You still had the tag on." He said. 

"oh" I squeaked and opening the door I ran out to the bathroom. I ran into one of the stalls and reached inside my bra I pulled out a pink pill. I dry swallowed it waiting for the effects to hit me and I can be myself again. I leaned back and I could feel my body go numb of all feeling. I didn't have a care in the world, I smiled. When I was certain it was safe for me to get up I did, went over to the sink and splashed some water on face. I reached into my pocket and grabbed the concealer adding some more on. I hate that damn nigga with a passion, and for some reason I couldn't get rid of his ass. I looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't even recognize the person staring back at me. I didn't know the girl who got high off anything that would make her numb to life. I didn't know the girl who was covering up marks so nobody would know that he whipped her ass again. I didn't want to know her but deep down I did, I shook my head and fixed myself making sure I looked decent. I walked over and sat at the desk that I called home for three years, I was administrative Assistant to Bostons top Advertising company. I have been crushing and working with Micah Paul for three years, I hoping and praying that he would one day notice me and we can run away and get married in the Caribbean's. 'There you go Gia , you know damn well he doesn't want your ass' , and because of that I had to settle with Robert my on again of again boyfriend, or what I like to see him as my master. I met Robert when I went out one night with the girls, I thought he could be a one night stand but turned out to be this charmer who swept me off of my feet. It didn't take much to please me. The first six months he was a prince, then he slipped that off and revealed who he really was one night. He beat me for twenty minutes got me a trip to the hospital with some broken ribs , and a fractured jaw. I stayed when he came up to the hospital with crocodile tears screaming how he is so sorry, how he would never hit me again. That lasted it for about Three weeks, came home drunk one night accusing me of sleeping around on him and I got my ass kicked for that. After being with him for six months i started fighting back.....I didnt say I whipped his ass but I got a couple of hits on him before he would knock me out, all we do is argue and fight I refuse to sleep with him because usually he comes home already smelling like he been fucking. When I dont give him any that usually leads to him taking it, I use to cry when he did that now I am usually so high that all I do is lay there. I hate him I cant believe I let this man into my life and thought he could be the one shit I got news he ain't I look at my life and I see my mother all over again. I would watch her get her ass kicked by my father over and over again. She never once left him she stayed while he whipped her ass, she stayed when he would cheat , she even stayed when he went as fast as bringing the women home in her face to fuck them while he made her watch sometimes or kicked her out the room to sleep on the couch. I watched all this and vowed to not be like this when I got older. Look at me now I don't know if I am coming and going I don't like to be home so most times I crash on either Tasha or Jordin's couch. 

I walked into my my small apartment that I share with Robert, after work I went out with a couple of the ladies for some drinks. I see Robert sitting in the dark no TV I walked over and flipped the switch. 

"Why are you in the dark?" I giggled. I was so drunk. He kept sitting there not saying nothing I tripped over the end table and fell on to the couch. I started laughing again he looked at me then got up, I  closed my eyes and leaned my head back on the couch all of a sudden I felt a sting and i knew he just slapped me. I opened my eyes and he hit me again this time with a closed fist. I fell off the couch he picked me up by my collar. I could feel the blood from my lip he was breathing heavy and I knew right then this was going to be another long night. 

"You must think I am stupid or some shit unh?" He said. I could smell the Hennessy on His breath. I just stared at him. He shook me and asked me again. "Do you think that I am stupid bitch?"

"It depends on what your talking about." I said. yea that's going to get me another slap, nope a punch as i looked at his fist balled I tried to block it so I started hitting him so that he couldn't get to my face again. He let me go and i dropped to the floor, i tried crawling away from him he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back to my feet. 

"I know you was out fucking that faggot of a boss of your haven't you ?" 

"What the hell are you talking about." I said. Trying to get him to loosen his grip on my hair all that did was make him grip it tighter. "Please Rob come on baby lets talk....OK..." I said. He looked at me and laughed in my face. 

"Nah bitch you ain't slick that don't work on me....since you want to be out fucking his ass I got something for you hoe." He said he pushed me on the couch i thought he was going to rape me. He left out the living room and went into the kitchen i took that time ti look for my phone so I can call someone I didn't get that chance because he came back in the living room. I threw my phone under the couch. I turned around just in time for him to throw a bucket of cold water on me, oh yea my high was blown then I felt the wack. 

"AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" I screamed out. That didn't stop him he slammed down on me again. 

"Whap"

"Since you so hot in the ass bitch let me cool you down." He yelled. He continued to beat with that belt until the lashes were bubbling even some bleeding he stopped when he got tired. I was balled up on the floor crying.

"Next time bitch don't think about giving my pussy away you hear me ?" I didn't even look at him I laid there until I heard the front door close. I wish he would just die I kept saying it over and over in my head. i managed to crawl over to my purse and I reached in grabbing the I grabbed the pill bottle and dumped out the contents of it. A bunch of pills spilled out the bottle. I grabbed the pink one and tried to put it in my mouth....but the pain that shot threw my arm was excruciating. 

"Please......just ...let him die." I whispered to myself everything went black. 

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