• Mateo •
I was now home, locked up in my room. I wasn't allowed to come out at anytime when his friends were around. I found out that the one Spanish dude that nearly got me killed is Renzell and there's another one named Malik and Kumo.
Dre came in my room, smiling. God I hated that smile.
"Hey baby." He said kissing all around my face. I gagged but displayed a fake smile and hesitantly kissed his cheek.
He grabbed my throat and slapped me. I shed a tear but wiped it before he could see. He came up to my ear. "Isn't it rude how you didn't say hello back?"
"Dre my throat hurts-"
"I DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT'S UP WITCHU'!" He yelled making me jump. "When I say hello," He held my neck tighter. "You say it back."
By now I couldn't breathe. It hurts. Burns actually. "P-Please let...me g-go." I said with every breath I could give out. He glared at me for a while then let me go. "Kiss me."
I stared at him and he grabbed my face. "Are you deaf?"
I shook my head quickly and kissed him. It took everything in me not to throw up in his mouth.
He pulled away and left. I quickly wiped my mouth and ran to the bathroom, outside my room. I threw up in the toilet and washed my mouth, staring in the mirror.
My eyes were red and puffy. My will to live was longer in my heart. Everywhere just...hurt. It was just pain. I had red and purple marks forming on my neck and face. The ones I previously had were still there, they won't heal anytime soon. I wanted to die. I can't escape. I already know the consequences of finding help, so what's the point of actually doing it.
Someone knocked on the bathroom door and I opened it. It was Isaiah. He looked happy and surprised. "Hey Mat-"
"Please don't talk to me." I rushed out of the bathroom. He followed me. "What do you me-"
"Isaiah, I can't right now." I said running to my room. I was about to shut the door when he started pushing on it. I started getting scared.
"Zaya please! Just leave me alone!" I yelled.
"No! Tell me what's wrong Mateo!" He yelled back.
The door flew open, throwing me back and making me fall. I looked up and saw Dre. "Something wrong yall?" He asked.
I backed up quickly and Isaiah stared at me. "Nah. Just having a conversation."
Nigga why would you say that.
Dre nodded and glared at me. I shook my head rapidly. "No! No we weren't! I-I came from the bathroom a-and he followed me I swear!"
Dre smiled at smiled at Zaya and shrugged. "Ok. Yall weird." He left and I felt my breathing go down a little.
I sighed heavily and looked down. "Z-Zaya...please go."
He shook his head and walked over to me, locking the door behind him. Now Dre DEFINITELY gone think somethings up.
"No. You finna tell me what's up between you two." He said seriously. I shook my head. "Nothing."
"Bullshit." He said. "I'm serious. Leave." I bit my lip in frustration. He shook his head.
"Isaiah, I'm not playing! Nothings going on between us! Just chill and leave me alone!" I yelled at him. He stared at me in disbelief. I started to regret yelling at him.
"N-No Zaya, I-Im sor-"
"Aight then." He walked out my room and I stared at he door. He left, and it was my fault.
But it was for his own good. So I'll leave him too.
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