Sick and Tired

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Princess
I feel arms around me and fasho it's TJ's. Damn he did me so good I don't even remember falling asleep . I look in the bed for my phone to see what time it is.. I pick up his. 12 missed calls. The fuck? Who the fuck calling this nigga, MY nigga 12 fucking times !? I called the number back! " Oh so now you want some pussy.. I called two hours agoNAW BITCH I wanna beat yo ass! Who the FUCK is YOU!? This scary ass hoe hung up in my face . I get up and smack the fuck out TJ. " TJ who the fuck is this bitch calling yo phone " TJ raises up and stands over me . " what I tell you about going thru my shit mane ?! And keep yo fuckin' hands off of me !! " I hurry and put my clothes on and look for my car keys with tears in my eyes. Why do niggas always do good girls wrong !? I don't deserve any of this man . Soon as I open the bedroom door Tj pulls me back inside. " You not going no fucking where especially with the car I bought you.. sit yo lil ass down "  . He had me fucked up. I can't keep going thru this . I texted my big cousin Omar and told him to come scoop me .. Omar already knew TJ. Matter of fact he knew TJ way before me. They used to move shit together but had a bad fallout. Tj can't stand Omar but I don't care.. that's MY big cousin. He treat me just like a lil sister and wish a nigga would put they hands on me. Soon as Omar pulled up I got my shit and left .

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