{ Voteeee This mad short buh I just wanted to update since I ain't in a min. }
Monteros pov
When I opened the door what I saw made my blood boil.
Brooklyn had one hand tied up to a bed and looked basically lifeless.
She had a black eye and brushes all over her body and she was only in her underwear.
I rushed over to her and asked her if she was okay. Eisha started looking around the room to see if anyone was there .
"Montero," Brooklyn smiled weakly.
I untied her hand to see she had a big red mark on her wrist meaning it was really tight.
"Come on," I said and she tried to stand up but she couldn't so I just picked her up.
Me, Eisha, and Brooklyn ran out of the building as fast as we could. I didn't want Chris to come back and the whole situation be worse than what it already was.
The car ride back was dead silent. I was afraid to ask her what he had done to her. Afraid what I would do to him if the answer was bad .
We decided to go to Eishas house since her mom wasn't there right now and so we could get Brooklyn some clothes.
"Thank you" Brooklyn said walking into the bathroom to put on the clothes.
Something was definitely off about her .
Once she returned, we all fell asleep in the living room .
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Brooklyn's pov
My nightmares woke me up in the middle of the night and I couldn't fall back asleep.
Montero was laying next to me and I had to use the bathroom so I got up slowly.
After doing my business, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw the bruises Chris had caused .
My lips are busted, My eye is black, and I have deep cuts all over my body from him scratching me and throwing stuff at me .
Chris has hit me in the past but never this bad .
Looking at myself I wanted to cry. The fact that I loved someone who could do this to me hurt worse than the bruises.
I walked back to the living room wiping a tear away.
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Eishas pov
- The next morning .
After I had dropped Brooklyn and Montero off I just went back home when I got a call from an unknown number.
At first I just declined it but then the person texted me .
Unknown : Your friend is fucking around with gay niggas.
After reading the text I thought maybe someone was just fucking with me so I just ignored it.
A few seconds later, the person sent me a photo.
It was Montero and some random boy I had never seen kissing on the lips .
My jaw dropped .
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