Try Me

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[Month of September]

Chris POV

"She's pretty Chris." Tonya said in my bunk looking up at the pictures I had held between the bars of the family for the past month.

"Yeah, better than you. I know." I said snatching my picture from her. She mugged me then pulled on me to lay down as she smirked up at me. I moved back and mugged her.

"Get out my bunk bitch." I said. Watching her remove her scrub top and do as she was told as i😫put the picture back in it's rightful place.

All I remember is hearing a thud and waking up approximately to what felt like a minute later, but it couldn't have been. She had already pulled my legs up from the floor where they laid and began to straddle me as I gained slight consciousness.

I reached for her throat sluggishly and squeezed tight as she scratched and clawed at my arms for air. I didn't budge even as she tried to scratch at my face. I rolled over on top of her and slapped her so hard the sound echoed. Then continued to choke her out watching her gasp for air as I clenched my teeth tighter together as if it improved anything. 

She began coughing​ up blood that she tried to spit up at me. I added pressure and listened as she sputtered on her spit. Gasping for air like a fish out of water.

"Chris.." she pleaded sounding hoarse as she tried to break free my hand around her neck.

"Please.." another voice pleaded. I shook my head. Candice was pleading for me to stop while she cried and couldn't have been hearing things. I pulled away my hands from her bruised up neck and wiped her tears.

Bending down to kiss her bloody lips. She was hurting. I didn't mean to hurt her. I looked down at how scared and confused she was. I kissed her neck as she tensed up then immediately relaxed as I pulled her white-t off. I then ran my hands down her sides and watched as goosebumps rose from her delicate soft skin and so did my ego. She pulled off my shirt and  ran her hands down my abs and to my pants reaching to take them off of my waist.

"Hol' on! Damn. I know we haven't seen each other in months, but I wanna take my time with you." I said smirking down at her. She didn't say nothing, but as I found my way down, an all too familiar sound floated from her lips.

I shook my head. Hell nah. I thought to myself. She noticed the change in my demeanor, sat up on her elbows and looked up at me hoping I hadn't changed my mind. Those same light brown eyes I had saw before were now hazel.

A feeling settled in my stomach and I removed myself from off of her, pulled on my shirt and sat beside her now cautious body. She got up from behind me as I wiped her blood from the corner of my mouth. Disgusted at how much dumber she could get. And how stupid I was to let my guard down around her. 

This girl wasn't nowhere near looking like my girl. She pretty and all; redbone thick thighs and those dark hazel eyes. She could attract a whole damn flock of bees to her hive, but her attitude wasn't so sweet. You'd think she was honey until you tasted that vinegar on the inside. But I can't lie, she does have bomb pussy.

"You o-"

"Get. The fuck. Off. My bed."I said pushing her hands away from me. She moved from my side cautiously and went to the room sink to wash out her mouth.

I need to do the same thing. I thought to myself as she turned back around to look at me. No longer holding that light in her eye I seen a few months ago.

"What changed?" I found myself asking before she thought to make a move up to her bunk. She rested her head against the metal railing and looked at me thoughtfully. 

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