Just Trying To Get By

December 23

After a few minutes, we were in the driveway of his house. Lord knows I just wanted to make a run for it, but I knew better. Luis smiled at me with a sick grin. I looked up at him in disgust as he took my arm and walked me up the steps. Being inside that house just brought so many horrid memories. The switch,the handcuffs cutting me, my screams all came back and hit me all at once. Luis started kissing on my neck. Ive never felt so disgusting, all the respect I once had for myself is gone now.

"Stop thinking and just let go baby girl." He whispered in my ear, as he grabbed my boobs. I gasped at the sudden movement.

"Don't call me that", I mumbled.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain across my cheek as I landed on the floor. Holding back my tears I looked down and more memories came.

"Tonight, you cater to me..ight bitch?!", he yelled.

6:30 a.m

I called Kells from a pay phone.

"Who the fuck is this??", Kells answered with a voice full of annoyance and restlessness.

"Hey babe" I said my voice went up a couple octaves.

"Sam??", he asked worriedly "baby girl where are you??"

I smiled to myself as he referred to me as that. I told him the street and already knew when we get home, there's going to be hella questions to answer.

9:00 a.m

I took a shower still feeling bad about the night before.

"Where were you muthafucka?? I've been blowing up your phone all night last night" he asked looking at me ready for answers

"My phone died", I said in a low tone trying not to fuck anything up.

"So you wasn't with no one that you could simply just call or text me, had me scared as shit" he said as he covered his face and laid down.

"I'm sorry" I responded quietly, still thinking.

"Baby, what's wrong" he asked concerned.

I just shook my head. I could not possibly tell him what happened last night and thank God he could not see the cuts and bruises i received the night pervious. He took my chin and made me look at him. I began to tear up, breaking his heart will be the last thing I would ever want to do. But telling him about last night, would just make it worst for us.

"Samantha, talk to me please" he said searching in my eyes for something.

I then couldn't breathe, my anxiety attacks were about to be in full affect.

"Samantha breathe baby girl"he said holding me in his arms.

"I got jumped Richie" I did not look him in the eyes, he would be able to tell if I'm lying.

"What the fuck you mean you got jumped?? Who jumped you", he said angrily.

"Some guy was flirting with me at your concert then when I left, her and her friends jumped me" I said being careful with what I was saying.

"Lemme see" he said.

"See what??" I asked, looking up at him so quick.

"Whatever the fuck they did to you" he replied.

I bit my lip, him knowing the sign as that I'm thinking real hard. Hopefully he believes the story with the provided evidence to let it go. I began to strip, tears starting to fall. His face went from rage then to saddeness as he saw what "they" did.

"Muthafucka they tortured your ass this ain't no beat down" Kells said.

I cried harder. Kells put me on his lap. Some of the cut wounds opened and it hurt like a bitch. He looked at my arms and shook his head.

"Don't worry babe, I got this" he said staring hard at my cuts.

"W-w-what ar-are y-you gon-gonna d-do" I asked I between sobs.

"Don't worry about it" he responded as he settled me onto the bed to go get the first aid kit.

I knew he was thinking about something. The look on this face just said something is about to go down. I could read him like a book. I love this man and this is the last time I would allow shit like this happen again. Hopefully this Christmas would be stress free and no one behind bars...