Clouded Soul

38

As soon as my hand left his face, Dominic grabbed both of them and pinned me against the window staring at me angrily.

"Don't hit me again."

"Don't do shit like that without asking me first. I never asked for you to beat him up. He could have died," I say trying to make him let me go.

"I can do whatever I want. He knew it was coming and he acts like he can go around untouched. You ain't got no reason to be mad so shut up and buckle up," he said finally letting me go.

I scoffed and opened my door getting out.

"No. I'll walk," I said slamming his door shut.

I angrily started walking down the street.

Who the hell did he think he was talking to me like that? He had no right to go in there and beat up Marcus, no matter the reason. I just want to forget what happened and move on. Why couldn't he just understand that? Why does he have to be such a thug?

"Mercy please get back in the car," I hear Dominic say as the car rode beside me on the sidewalk.

"No. I will walk," I said firmly, cutting through the grass.

Not even a second later I heard the car door open and shut and when I turned around, Dominic was jogging towards me. Not wanting to get thrown over the shoulder again, I sprinted away from him.

"Dammit Mercy," he said and I peeked over my shoulder to see him easily catching up with me.

Damn him and his long ass legs because eventually he caught me. Instead of peacefully grabbing me, he tackled me onto the ground like some maniac.

"Dominic," I yelled hitting him and kicking around.

"Hit me again Mercy and I bet you, you gon regret it," he threatened giving me that look. It was the same look he had on his face when I first saw him that day. I dare not move, let alone breathe.

"Okay now you gon get your lil frustrated ass in that car, now," he said helping me up and grabbing my chin with his hand.

I pouted but did as he said. If he wasn't so scary, I would've kept hitting him. Instead I was obeying him and walked back to the car.

...

We sat in his room silent as hell. Neither one of us wanted to talk especially me. I shouldn't be mad that he beat up Marcus but I was. I didn't want to make the situation worse than it already was. Now what if he gets questioned and snitches and Dominic gets in trouble?

"Sorry... "

I look up questionably and Dominic is staring at me with this weird look on his face. Before I could ask him about it he hopped up and grabbed his phone and slipped on some shoes.

"Dom, where are you going," I ask confused.

"Out." His face unreadable now and his eyes cold. For a second I was scared. That's the same look he had when I'd first saw him.

He left and I sat there for a moment before I started grtting that urge again. I bit my lip and tried distracting myself. Quickly I turned the TV on and flipped through the channels but it didn't stop the thoughts from rolling in.

What was he thinking...

Does he still want me....

Why did he leave me.....

Is it better this way – alone?

I threw the remote against the wall and run upstairs into the bathroom. My thoughts just got worse.

No one would feel upset if I hadn't let Marcus come upstairs with me.

Everyone would be happy and so would I but I wasn't strong enough.

I stared into the mirro tears stinging my eyes.

"Look at me," I say my voice breaking, "I can't even keep it together for just a fucking second!"

I smash my fist into the mirror and scream. The pain didn't even phase me I waa just upset. My throat started closing up and my chest hurt.

I can't stop crying though. Loud uncontrollable sobs escape my mouth echoing throught the bathroom. Footsteps – fast and headed in my direction. Curling into a ball against the bathtub, I start getting paranoid.

Who is here?

Is it... Marcus...?

I start hyperventilating and my eyes were glued onto the door. The footsteps were loud now and I'm going crazy. I'm scared and I need Dom. I need him.

"Why'd you leave me Dom," I whimper as the door flew open

Screaming like a madwoman, I kicked around and grabbed a mirror shard holding it up ready to slash.

"Mercy! Mercy it's Shauna baby," she says.

I drop it, stop crying, and look up at her. No sooner than I do I start sobbing again.

"Oh my goodness baby there's blood everywhere. Where's Dom?!"

"He left me! He left a-and I – please don't leave me Mama," I throw myself into her arms snotting and sobbing even more.

"Shh, I got you baby girl. It's gonna be okay. Mama's here. Shh." She hugs me tightly rubbing my head and back.

"I'm so sorry," I say.

...

Hours passed by and Shauna bandaged me up, tucked me in bed and laid down with me while I waited for Dominic to return. Unfortunately he didn't. Midnight came and passed, still no Dominic. No calls, texts, or emails. He really had left me.

"I'm sure Dominic will be back by tomorrow. Until then lets watch some TV. I'm gonna go make us dinner okay baby," she said kissing my forehead and looking me in my eyes making sure I understood.

I nodded my head.

"If you get scared, just yell. I'll run up here and get you."

"But... why'd he leave? You're great mama, but I just want Dom," I say.

"Dominic...just needs to clear his head. When he gets back I'll be sure to give him hell," she joked making me smile a little.

~ Dominic

"Fuck, daddy," she moaned gripping the sheets.

"Shut up bitch did I tell you to say anything," I say thrusting into her harder.

She screamed into the sheets and I reached beside me downing some ciroc.

"Shit get off," I pushed her away, pulled out and nutted on her back.

She turned over and faced me, rubbing her hands on my chest.

"Fuck out my face hoe. Get out," I say harsh.

"But–"

I grabbed her by her hair and made her look me in my eyes. Dumb bitch needed to recognize who she was fucking with.

"I'm done with yo ass. Get out before I give you some back shots for real," I say pulling out my gun.

Her eyes widened in fear and it took her two seconds to get her shit and dip. Once she was out I sighed and checked my phone.

"Damn."

I had hella missed calls and texts from my niggas and other people but what I noticed most was the missed calls and texts from Shauna.

I called back.

"Dominic... where are you," I hear her talking low. I know she was pissed.

"I'm handling my business sorry. What's up?"

"You get yo ass back to this goddamn house and you make it here in less than 2 minutes or I'll shove my foot up yo lul narrow ass. You understand me Dominic Vincent? I want you to be late just so I have a reason to tear you a new one. Then we gon talk." She hung up.

I swore and pulled up my pants and dipped out the room snatching up my drink.

The fuck she so mad for anyways?