"Why are you wearing freaking sunglasses in a fucking store," Y/N's best friend groaned loudly as she tried to take off the huge glasses from the timid girl's face, but failing miserably. "It's cloudy outside so why would you need to wear them in the first place?"
"I just like them okay?" Y/N said a little louder than usual as she made sure the accessory was covering her eyes, particularly the right one.
"Mhmm," Y/BF/N rolled her eyes as she scan the clearance rack at Urban Outfitters.
She didn't believe anything that was coming from the girl's mouth. She knew Y/N since they were children and her personality wasn't this.
"Thank you," Y/N stressed a sigh before looking through the shirts and picking out what she thought was cute.
"Girl," Y/BF/N nodded her head at the shirt Y/N had held up to her chest. "I think you should buy it. Odell would love to see you in it."
"You think so," Y/N flinched at her boyfriend's name as she remembered what was waiting for her at home. She was beyond terrified to go back to the house that she once thought was paradise, but if she didn't return, there would be consequences.
"I think you should go try it on," the shorter girl crossed her arms over her chest as she noticed the rigidness of her best friend's body. Y/N wasn't telling her something and she wondered what that something was.
"I'll be right back," Y/N said before walking to the changing rooms and trying on the tight-fitted shirt.
Taking off her glasses and only looking at the pink shirt in the large mirror, Y/N opened the door without thinking, exposing her now bare face.
"I think it looks good on you," Y/BF/N wanted to say, but soon stopped when she noticed Y/N's black eye.
"What's wrong? You don't like it?" Y/N frowned as she saw the horror look on Y/BF/N's face.
"What the fuck happened to your face?" Y/BF/N screamed, causing eyes to look over at their direction.
Feeling her face as she forgot about the glasses, Y/N closed her eyes and sighed.
"You know I'm clumsy right?" she nervously chuckled as her friend gave her a stank look. "And yesterday, I tripped over my own two feet and fell down the steps, hitting my eye in the process."
"Don't play dumb with me Y/N," Y/BF/N looked up at the lights in the ceiling and then back at the eye with the bruise. "Is Odell putting his hands on you?"
"No," Y/N lied as she trailed her sad eyes down to her shoes.
"No my ass," Y/BF/N smacked her teeth before grabbing Y/N's things out of the changing room and dragging her ass out of the store. "You must think I'm boo boo the fool."
"Here's $10 for the shirt," the shorter girl yelled to the cashier as she smacked the dollar-bill unto the counter. It was more than what the shirt cost, but Y/BF/N didn't have time to wait for her change.
She needed answers and answers was what she was going to get.
"What are you doing?" Y/N asked as she got into her friend's car and Y/BF/N drove off with a murderous look on her face.
"We've been friends for a long time Y/N and I'll be damn if I'm going to let you be a punching bag now."
With that, the battered woman became quiet as they drove to her home.
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"Where are your keys?" Y/BF/N asked as they both stood at the front door of Y/N's house with her hand out.
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"Really?" Y/N groaned slightly. "Do we have to go through this?"
"Damn right," Y/BF/N nodded her head as she felt them in her grasp. "I don't care if he's a defensive lineman for the Dallas Cowboys, he's ass ain't suppose to be hitting a woman, especially you."
Opening the door and furiously walking into the dark home, Y/N shivered as Odell looked up from the TV and landed his eyes on his girlfriend and the woman he couldn't stand beside her.
He hated the bitch more than he hated his life. She was always in their business when it didn't involve her ugly ass.
So what they had problems in their relationship? Everybody did and he couldn't stand it when she came snooping around with her big ass nose for no damn reason.
"What I told you about not covering your face when out in public?" Odell stood up from the couch, wanting to punch both of them for standing there and breaking off the time he had by himself.
"I did," Y/N coward down as she saw the veins popping out of his neck.
"Obviously you didn't!" he yelled as he tried to punch Y/N, but was soon out of luck when Y/BF/N stood in front of her.
"Don't you ever lay your hands on my best friend ever again or I will kick your ass myself."
"You ain't gonna do shit," he chucked before being completely blinded by a fist connecting to his face.
Pushing her best friend to the side, Y/N ran to her man and tried to console him.
"Why you hit me?" He screamed as held his now bloody nose in pain.
"Screw you," Y/BF/N spat out before looking at her friend in pure disgust. "So you're going to run to his fucked up ass after he used you as his punching bag?"
"He loves me," Y/N cried as she tried to look at his face, but was pushed away before he left the room with anger seeping through his brown skin.
"I don't get you," Y/BF/N shook her head in disbelief. "If you stay with him, then don't ever talk to me again."
"I guess that's what has to happen," Y/N let the tears slip as she held her stomach with her arms. "He promised me that he will stop and will get counseling for me."
"And you believe him after he showed his ass again today?" Y/BF/N chuckled bitterly before leaving the household that she didn't want to be in any longer.
"I'm sorry," Y/N whispered to the now empty space that once housed her friend before being pushed towards the ground.
"Why did you embarrass me?" Odell spat in anger as he kicked her.
"Please stop," she begged but was only met with another kick to her fragile body.
"Shut the fuck up!" he sniffled as he noticed her protesting with her arms. "Your stupid ass is at fault here."
She made him look like a fool today and he wanted his sweet revenge.
