Your Love Is My Rage |Symere Woods| (completed)

26.

Jessalina Marilyn

"Trey let me go" I said as trying to get out of his grip.

He grabs my neck and aggressively force my lips on his.

I push him off of me as hard as I can.

"What the fuck Trey?" I asked. Right now, at this very minute, in this moment, I'm furious as fuck.

"I TOLD YOU I HAVE A FUCKING BOYFRIEND WHY WOULD YOU FORCE YOUR LIPS ON MINES. I FUCKING HATE YOU FOR LIFE" I screamed in his face.

He started smirking and smiling. " the fuck you smiling for bitch. You ruin my relationship. I hate you" I rolled my eyes. I can't believe him right now.

"You know you like it" Was all he said with a smirked.

"Excuse me?" I asked him.

"You know you like it bitch. Don't make me repeat myself" he said walking closed to me.

I secretly put my dagger in my pocket as his face reached my face. He puts his hands on my cheeks. He raised my chin up to him. He made me look him in the eyes.

"You know what. In second thought I do like it" I smiled.

"What?" He asked in confusion. That's letting me know that he's not on to what I'm about to do.

"I do like it. Kiss me again" I said as I put my lips closer to his lips but we didn't kiss yet.

He smirked and lean it but I jerked back and shank him in his right leg. He felled on the floor rolling in pain. Blood was gushing out his wound.

"Do you like it?" I smirked.

"Your a crazy bitch!" He barked.

"Oh am I? Wow I didn't know that. I but sure to tell Lil uzi that after he impregnated me." I smirked.

He looked at me terrified. "Try to kiss me again and your going to get it worst" I smirked and start running.

I heard gunshots followed with a loud bag but I already reached my car. I opened the door and drove off.

-

I reached my house safe and sound until my shoulder started hurting like a bitch.

I walked in the house hoping that uzi was asleep. The hope me hoping only made it worst.

I tiptoed from the front door and to our room. I closed the door and my back was against the wall. I closed my eyes and sighed in relief.

But part of me regret everything. I regret that I might have to lie to him. I regret that I cheated on him.

I regret crying. I regret trying. Most importantly lying.

I regret, I regret, I regret. Was all flowing through my head, my brain, My vains.

I regret so much things that..I don't even know what to regret anymore.

I regret living.

I felt the pain in my shoulder hurts even more. I take off my clothes and there it was a bullet.

I went to the bathroom and sat down the toilet.

I grab my supplies and begin the process in taking out the bullet.

-

I have a bandage on where I got shot at. I'm currently on top of the bed with Brittany Byrd's Diary. So many memories flowed in my body at once.

I couldn't help myself from crying or even controlling my emotions. I'm still not over that I lost my best friend. She was the reason I'm stronger. She was like the clear and complete part in a puzzle. She puts the pieces together with a rubberband.

When she left, It's like the puzzle is all scattered around. The rubberband that was tied around the puzzle popped. It's unclear. It's not complete. That piece of the puzzle will never be found.

I just cried. I cried because I missed her. I cried because she was more then my bestfriend. She was my sister.

I looked at the book that was right in front of me. I picked it up and opened it.