Losin' Control

7

Trent

"Hey It's Blake, leave a message at the tone." I was sent to voicemail for the third time. I was standing right outside of her apartment but she was probably knocked the fuck out.

I started to walk down the hall, when I heard yelling and screaming coming from her apartment.

"Answer me you fucking slut." I heard a male voice.

"I-" Came from Blake's voice. There was brief silence before there were thumping and screaming. I needed to get into the apartment.

I tried to open her door but it was locked.

"Shit." I groaned. I repeatedly slammed my shoulder into the door to break in. Soon enough, the door broke and I charged in.

That fucking pussy was punching my baby girl. I fucking lost it. I got him off of her and started to beat his ass.

"You think it's fucking ok to put your fucking hands on a woman?!" I punched him in the face. I heard a crack. I broke that prick's nose.

I lost all self control and kept beating Stephan up. I felt people prying me off of his body.

"Sir let go." I heard a stranger said. I obliged and spat at Stephan's unconscious body.

"Fucking bitch." I looked at the cops holding me back. "Let go of me. I need to tend to my girl." They let me go. Blake was still on the floor shaking with fear. I picked her up bridal style and took her to her room. I laid her on her bed.

"Trent." She cried. It broke my heart just looking at her bruises. I embraced her in a hug.

"Sir can I pull you for questioning?" One of the cops asked me.

"Don't take my baby away, he didn't do anything." Blake cried. I pulled away from our hug. I kissed her on her forehead.

"It's ok baby." I stood up and followed the cop out in the hallway. I looked out in the living room where Stephan was being pushed out of the apartment on a stretcher.

"Sir we had complaints of domestic violence from one of the neighbors from the neighboring apartments."

"Look Officer, I've never put my hands on my girl. I had to break down the door in order to save Blake."

"So that guy you assaulted was assaulting your girlfriend?" I nodded.

"When I got here, he was punching and kicking her." He nodded.

"Can I talk to her? If she confirms your story, you're free to go."

"What about the prick who thought it was fucking right to fucking beat up and innocent girl?" I was furious.

"He's getting charged for assault and breaking and entering." I nodded.

"Give me a second." I walked back into her bedroom. "Baby the cop needs to talk to you." She nodded. I waved for the cop to come in her room.

"How did this fight happen?" The cop asked.

"He got mad that I broke up with him." Blake said. "This isn't the first time he laid his hands on me."

"How long have this been going on?"

"Since February of last year. He broke into my apartment a few minutes after I sent my last text to you." She glanced at me. "I was about to grab a bat and hurt him but I got to scared to. I want his ass put away forever. Out my life before he hurts me again." She cried. I wrapped my arm around her.

"Here's my number." The cop handed me a card. "I'll keep you updated on Mr. Parsons status. I guarantee that he will be charged 15-20 years for what he did." He shook my hand and left.

"Blake, let's get you cleaned up." She nodded and I carried her to her bathroom. I sat her on her counter and a clean rag to clean the dried blood off her face. Her face was all swollen.

She grabbed my right hand and examined my bruises. "Trent this looks bad." I looked at my bruises knuckles."

"Your whole face and body is all bloodied up and you're worried about my hand?"

"No." She said. "Also have blood on your Footlocker uniform."

"Blake." I groaned.

"I'm fine Trent. God is going to heal me like normal, I don't have to deal with Stephan, and you're here." She shrugged. "I'm fine Trent."

I sighed. "This is going to sound weird, but lift your shirt up. I want to check the bruises on your body." She stood up and took her shirt off, leaving herself in a sports bra. I tried not to get turned on with her beautiful body and examined her bruises. She only had a few. They were mostly on her arms.

"You know Oxy Clean can get those blood stains out." She said. "Billy Mays was right, may he Rest In Peace. It gets the tough stain out." I chuckled.

"Sit on the counter." I said. I reached behind her and grabbed the peroxide to clean her cuts. I put Neosporin on them as well. "All done."

"Thank you Dr. Trent." She giggled. I smiled at her.

"How are you ok with this?"

"Like I said, you're here." She looked at me with lustful eyes. "Kiss me." She whispered. I leaned in and joined our lips together. I gently kissed her and caressed her face. She took my pony tail out and raked her hands through my curls.

She pulled away slowly. She looked up at me. "I like you." She blurted out. I laughed. "Why are you laughing?"

"Why did you say it all rushed and with uncertainty?"

"Because I'm scared. I've been with Stephan since sophomore year of high school. He's been cheating on me since prom, I've caught him in the act last year and he's been beating me ever since. I'm just scared-"

"That I'm going to end up beating like him?" She nodded softly. I hugged her. "Baby girl." I cooed in her ear. "I will never put my hands on you like that. Yes I have a tendency to be aggressive when I'm mad but I have enough self control not to put my hands on you. I only want to love you with these hands." She smiled. "Also, I will never cheat on you. Why would I go to another girl when I have a beautiful woman sitting in front of me?" I interlocked our fingers together. "Blake, I'm nothing like him." I reassured her.

"Your mother did raise you well." She half joked.

"And I want you to meet her one day. I could not stop talking to her about you. She's dying to meet you. Well her, my sister and Twinkie."
She giggled. "I want to continue to bring you over for dinner, buying you sneakers, even doing your makeup for you."

"You did a really good job that day."

"I've been watching a lot of Internet tutorials." I said. "Be my girl." I held on to her hand. I saw a tear stream down her eye. I wiped it. She looked up at me with glossy eyes. She nodded.

I smiled and kiss her.
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A/n: enjoy this poem that I received on Valentines day 🌚

You're the windows
To my walls
You're the sweat
That drips down my balls
Skeet skeet 🙈💜