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001 Your Very Own | Drake & Stephen Curry

Your Very Own | Drake & Stephen Curry
(2016)
Unfinished Story (18 Chapters)

"I'm sorry. Just come back inside."

I couldn't say no to him no matter how hard I fought myself. I loved him and only wanted to make him happy.

I nodded slowly and let him pull me into the house I hated so much. He had never let me know his actual address, always giving the excuse

"My girl is crazy.".

I was fine being his sidechick. He'd told me he was breaking up with his girl for me and that things like that take time.

It had been a few months since then but he always assured me that it was happening. He would come to my house and vent about her non-stop bitching then tell me how I never did that and how I was the perfect girl for him. We'd then make love and when I'd wake up he'd be gone.

But now he was apologizing for something that never happened before.

He came over to do our normal routine but I stopped him before it went to far.

"What?" He asked aggressively pushing my hand away from him

"I'm on my thing...ya know?"

"What does that have to do what me?" He asked trying to kiss me again

"Aubrey." I said pushing his face away from me leaving a scratch on it

He felt over the scratch for a second.

"I'm sorry."

He stood over me and struck me.

The strike sent a shock through my body. I immediately began to hold me face forcing my eyes shut.

"I'm sorry." He said trying to pull my hands away from my face

He pulled my cradled body into him and rocked back and forth while singing "sorry" to me.

"I'm have to pee." I said lowly scared to move

He stopped rocking and released his grip. I made my way to the bathroom and studied my purple cheek. I pressed on it lightly and winced in pain.

"I'm going to head home." I said lowly making my way to the door

"Be back tomorrow." He demanded

I had no intentions of coming back so I shook my head "no" slowly, only to have him grabbed my arm causing me to flinch. I guess he noticed because he let me go.

"I'm sorry. Just come back inside."

"What are we going to do if I'm on my ...thing?"

"Just come back inside and lay down. Let me give you a massage or something. Ain't you suppose to have cramps or some shit like that?"

"Yea." I laughed letting him pull me back into the house
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"Your a dumb bitch." Kenya said after I told her the story

"I love him." I said shamefully

"That's not love. You deserve better than that. He doesn't even take you out in public."

"So what?"

"You don't remember when you were younger and you had dreams of your perfect relationship."

I nodded.

"That shit ain't it. Look at your face for Christ sake." She said pointing to my light purple cheek

"I love him."