''You're cheating on me!''
''I AM NOT!'' The girl screeched , her brown face scrunched in anger. It took her a lot of strength to hold back the bubbling of anger in her belly.
''Explain the hickies on your fucking neck!'' Devin's nostrils flared as he pointed accusingly at his girlfriend.
How stupid did she think he was? She was gone all night long and comes home at four am with hickies down the side of her neck. Dark , deep , black and purple bruises lined the length of her neck, ending at her collarbone. It was obvious that she had no intentions of covering them up, seeing as her shirt was hanging lazily off her shoulder.
''They aren't hickies.'' The girl sighed, rolling her eyes , walking towards the wooden table in the center of the kitchen. Depositing her purse on top of a disorganized pile of magazines.
''What else would they fucking be?''
''First off, stop yelling at me.'' The girl plopped down at the table pouring herself a cup of the dark red wine.
''Then answer the question.''
''I got into a fight on the way home.'' She said, her eyes slightly slanted as the cool alcoholic beverage slid down her throat.
''Four girls jumped me.'' Keina added in, seeing the complete disbelief written on her boyfriend's face.
"I can smell the bullshit from here." Devin replied, crossing his arms.
"Then you need to get your nose checked." Keina finished her wine and stood up. "Im going to sleep."
"Youre going to get out !" Devin yelled, slamming his hand on the table . His red dipped dreadlocks flopping into his face.
Keina paused for a moment before letting out a boisterous laugh. Her hands on her stomach as it contracted.
"Goodnight Devin."
