Trap Queen: Part 2

Chapter Seven

Diablo's Point of View:

"Earth to fucking Diablo!" Pearla's voice jumps me out of my thoughts as she waved her fucking hand in front of my face.

"What?" I scowled, slapping her hand away.

"What do you mean what? You fucking spaced out on me while I was talking to you," she yells back.

It's late at night, and we were both comfortably cuddling on the couch watching a movie until she starts bringing up marriage and shit. She knows damn well I don't want to get married, not anytime soon. So what do I do? I 'space-out' thinking about actual relevant shit going on.

"Diablo!" She yells again.

This time I couldn't hold it. "What the fuck do you want!"

"Don't fucking yell at me!"

This has happened so many times that I'm so fucking over her bullshit. I don't even want to bother arguing. Without saying anything, I start getting up, but she gets on top of me.

"No, where are you going?" she says.

"I'm going to crash the fuck out. I don't want to hear your dumb ass talk anymore," I snap.

She gasps, "You're calling me a dumbass now?"

She holds her hand up, ready to slap me, but I act fast enough to stop her.

"Don't make me fucking do this, Pearla," I yell as I pushed her off me, and she falls to the floor.

She gets up quickly, now crying anger tears, "its that bitch, huh! Veronica! Since she came to see you two days ago, you pushed me away! That's all you think about, don't you! About that fucking bitch! I'll fucking kill her!"

My blood boils quickly. I get up lighting fast and retain her arms harshly.

"Never threaten the people I care about, so take it back," I grit through my teeth.

"No," she responds, and I hold her tighter, making her moan.

"Take it back, Pearla!"

She lets out a cry but gives up. "Fine, I take it back."

I quickly let her go.

She should know better than to makes threats. Especially about Roni. I know she's not her biggest fan and I understand that, but for the last two days I've been repeating myself over and over that, I won't leave her. That Veronica isn't the problem.

I put on my Nike slides and walk towards the door.

"Where are you going?" She cries.

"I'm getting the fuck out of here," and I shut the door.

There's no way I could stay in that house after that. I'm pissed, she's pissed, and shit can get worse than that.

Honestly, it sucks because Pearla is a cool as female, or at least she used to be.

When Roni left, I knew shit between her, and I would never end up with us getting back together. It was even clearer when I found out she started a relationship with that fool Daniel. So then I realized I had to move on too. As hard as that was.

At first, I stayed single fucking hoes left and right until Pearla came along. My sister introduced me to her. Pearla was the only girl that could hold me down. We always had a good time together. I liked spending time with her. She loves me. Then I introduced her to Monica and Austin, they approved.

Weeks later we decided to live together, and shit was going great, so fucking great until she found out Veronica was coming back and she started getting paranoid and shit. Jealousy started getting to her head and its been arguments ever since. I'm getting tired of this shit.