Addicted

The beginning

Almost everyday Dylan, Quilla, an I would hang out I felt like this was the best thing that ever happened to me until the first time he layed hands on me.

     "Hey bae you down to smoke?" dylan asked me. "umm.... sure I guess" I didnt smoke weed that often so I was sorta nervous but I didnt wanna seem like a pussy so I just went along. "I cant belive y'all been goin out for two months already you guys are perfect." quilla said while rolling the blunt. "girl shut up we kno we cute just light that blunt." I was puzzled on how dylan spoke to quilla ive never seen him like that. After about 3 blunts we were all high asf, then dylan an I started arguing. "You fuckin thot you wouldnt be shit without me!" dylan screamed violetly "boy bye i was fine without your ass before I'll be fine without your ass now." then after about 10 minutes of arguing I pushed him then I ran upstairs, that was my biggest mistake. He ran up them stairs cornered me in the kitchen and punched me not once but repeatedly, i tried fighting back but it was worthless. "quilla help!" I screamed I felt so betrayed. After about 15-20 minutes I got him off me and to leave. I went downstairs and saw quilla was passed tf out. I took a shower once I got out I couldnt belive I wss lookin in the mirrior an see bruises all over me now from falling, but from a guy beatimg on me. After I got dressed and said bye to quilla "bye girl I will tell you everything tomorrow I cant belive you slept throught that shit fr." "im sorry boo I love you and I will see you tomorrow. onve I went back downstairs I sat down on my bed put my headphones in and went into deep thought. I promised myself I wouldnt go back, I wouldnt get beat everyday like my mother does, but of course I broke that promise an little did I know this was just the beginning.