Untitled Part 8

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The next day

"why the fuck would she stay with him, he slaps her!" I say, talking about the guy on Titanic

Jahseh laughs

I turn my head to look at him

"i slap you, you're still with me?" he frowns, tilting his head

I look back at the TV, now feeling bad at what I said

"look at me whlist I fucking talk to you!" he slaps my leg hard, I jump and whip my head around to look at him

"why are you with me?" he grabs my leg, digging his nails in

"b-because I love you" I say quietly

"exactly.. Sometimes a man slaps his girl to teach her a lesson" he says before pulling his hand back

"still doesn't mean its okay.." I mumble, standing up about to walk upstairs but he grabs my wrist tightly and pulls me back, I look up at him

"who the fuck you talking to bitch?!" he raises his voice

I stay quiet

"HUH?" he raises his hand and slaps me across the face, I flinch, I touch my cheek since it now stings

"you're such a fucking bitch" he says coldly, he pushes me forcefully back, I fall on my ass and cry slightly

"DO YOU THINK I'M A BAD GUY?" he screams at me, lifting the coffee table and pushing it forcefully over, I squeal and cover my head just in case

"STOP!" I cry out

I'm all of a sudden pushed on my back

Jahseh gets on top of me and grabs my throat

"you think I'm a bad guy?"

"n-no" I say

"then shut the fuck up! I can do what I want, when I want! I only fucking hurt you to help you learn, you can't fucking disrespect me, dumb bitch" he raises his voice and slaps me again which made me cry harder

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