3AM IN MIAMI

FML

JACE

I pulled up to my apartment and I saw Rico car parked outside, a 2014 Dodge Avenger and that shit was nice. It was better than my little Nissan but shit I wasn't tripping. I ain't the type of nigga to hate.

I still had a hangover from last night. Poppin mollies and drinking lean and hennessy. I definitely was off my ass. My phone was dead as fuck since I had left my charger at home. What the fuck do I be thinking.

I walk in and I see a random nigga on the couch. Who the fuck is he and why Gisella looking all worried.
Fuck this nigga doing in my shit anyways?

"Wassup little homie" Rico said.

That other nigga nodded.

I dapped Rico and ignored the other nigga, shit can get violent real fast with me.

"Hey Jace" Gisella said. I looked at this rabbit ass bitch like she lost her mothafuckin mind.

She still had me fucked up from last week. She frowned and followed me back to our room.

"Jace I know we're not together but could you please be nice to me today... why didn't you come to my graduation? I gave you the ticket, didn't I?" Gisella whispered nervously.

"Why the fuck is you talking to me bitch? And who is this random ass nigga in my house?" I exclaimed.

This bitch just really asked me to be nice to her... I'm already letting her stay with me, shit that's as nice as its going to get.

I walked over to my dresser and started to roll up some weed to calm my nerves.

"J-Jace... please just calm down, he's my brothers friend and they were just leaving." Gisella cried.

"You dirty bitch, I'm tryna calm down. Get the fuck from out my face before I spit on you. Hopefully that'll make yo ass shut the fuck up. Let me roll up and tell they ass to exit my premises." I said.

"And clean this house up, it's filthy." I managed to get out before I inhaled this loud.

GISELLA

I rolled my eyes. I was so fucking pissed at Jace.

He always talking to me like I'm scared of his ass. As soon as my brother leave I'm cussing him out. I wish I had the balls to tell my brother how he wouldn't let me leave this damn hellhole and how he was beating my ass anytime he wanted too. I knew my brother would kill him if he found out so I kept it to myself. I was really feeling trapped, this nigga was really forcing me to stay with his dog ass. I think he actually believed I still wanted to live with him even though we're not together anymore... and he actually broke up with me months back. Ain't that some foul shit?...

I walked back into the living room and saw Rico and Dante sitting on my black suede couch.

"Selly we about to bounce, if you need anything, hit my line." Rico said.

I smiled and said "Okay. See y'all later."

I hugged Rico and Dante goodbye and
they left. I went back to my room to find something to wear.

"Jace are you fucking serious, you do this bullshit today? I can't stay here any longer" I said.

"You really think you leaving girl?" Jace said harshly.

"Yeah I am, I'm going to have to leave sooner than later, we not even together so why you tripping?" I expressed.

Even though this nigga was beating my ass so crazy, I'ma talk to him any way I want regardless. He doesn't scare me with his punk ass.

"Shut the fuck up, I don't give a fuck if your moms was in critical condition and needed you to stay with her... yo ass ain't leaving me.,Why would you leave? So you can go fuck random lame niggas and laugh about me with them. NAH I aint FUCKING having it." He yelled.

Did this nigga just make himself mad at some shit that he just made up?

"Jace what the fuck are-

SLAP

I grabbed my face, hoping it would stop the pain.

I stumbled but I stood my ground. I punched the shit out of him and ran to the kitchen to try and find a frying pan.

He chased me and swung me into the wall still holding on to my hair with a tight grip.

"Stop you fucking bitch, let me go." I screamed in pain.

"Let you go? Huh bitch?" He laughed and he threw me onto the floor and kicked the shit out of me and I felt like my rib shattered into a tiny million pieces.

"Arghh" I screamed in pain.

"Shut the fuck up! How many times do I have to repeat myself you dumb bitch."

This shit was wearing my body out and I didn't know how much longer I could take this ass whoopen.

He picked me up from the floor and pushed my head into the wall and I swear this was the worst pain ever.

"I'm starting to think you like this." He chuckled.

I could feel blood trickling down from my forehead and this got me even more upset.

I drug my nails across his face into his skin and I could feel the skin tearing. This made me feel way better. I smiled and tried to get myself free from his grip.

He screamed in pain and spit in my face.

"You little bitch." He said.

He punched the shit out of me and I felt like I was gonna pass out. He didn't stop at the one punch either, he kept going until I felt numb and passed out.

I woke up angry as fuck and it was 6:32 PM. My ass was gone for 3 hours and I hoped and prayed my face still looked the same. I ran to the mirror but I felt this sharp pain in my lower abdomen that felt like Mohammed Ali had hit me. I looked at my reflection and I had a busted lip and on my abdomen I had a purple-greenish bruise just like my thigh.

"FUCK MY LIFE" I yelled.

It seemed like I was shouting to the sky. I had 3 missed calls and 4 unread texts. I'm so glad this nigga didn't take my iPhone 5s.

I payed a lot of money for that shit to just be up and gone. I checked my texts and 3 were from this crazy ass nigga:

Jace: you fucked up my face, I can't believe yo dumbass!

Jace: Bitch I hope you die.

Jace: when I get back home you better be fuckin there

Rico : Be ready at 7:30 Selly, love u A1 day1 Lol

Really ???? What the fuck is wrong with this nigga! I heard a car honk and I jumped hard as fuck, I peeped outside my window hoping it wasnt my brother it was Lynnae but I wished it wasn't anyone...