Bad Intentions (On Hold)

The Beginning of Chyna-Symone

2 weeks before today.

" Let my momma go ! Get the fuck off her" I screamed while tears ran down my face. I had to watch him strike her again and again . My small ass can't do shit about it either . 5'4 is the height I am . And I ain't got much upper body strength. But shit. If I gotta kick ass . I fucking will .

"Baby ! Go --- in the roo-*smack* " My momma strained to get out the sentence . Her face busted and barely fully recovered from the beating she took two days ago .

Her face was bruised getting worse and worse bloody . Blood dripping everywhere all over the carpet. And I'm the one left to always clean it up ... or he gets me too .
I pushed his ass as hard as I could right before he got to swing again . He leaned up. Pushing me back against the wall and hitting me in my face one good time for me to fall to the ground almost unconscious. By the time I woke up . She was on the floor knocked on ..I ran to her cringing her at my legs whispering .

" mama ... mama why you keep letting this man beat us like this ? ... Look at you !! I'm bout to call the police "

" no..n..no .b-baby ddont worry 'bout it "

" MAMA ! YOU GON DIE HERE FUCKING WITH THIS MAN "

She just looked up at me. Tears falling down both our faces . I couldn't stand to see her like this .

" where he at ma ? "

".......*no response*"

" Where the hell is he Ma !!!!"

Before she could answer he came into the room from the front door with a case of beer. No mercy in his face . He looked at our faces bleeding like it was meant to be .

I stood up , ran to the kitchen and got a knife. I charged at him , he quickly dodged it and grabbed me by my throat ascending Me from the ground making me drop my knife. This nigga A good 6'5 even . I don't know why I bother . But i ain't going down with out a fight . I punched him in the throat which got me down fast enough to pick up the knife and swing with it cutting his hand with the hand he was swinging at me with.

" Ahhhh, You BITCH!!!" He charged at me

My first instinct was Chyna run !

So that's what I did . I ran out the condo and into the street running to nowhere . As I was running I ran right into three boys .

One leaning on a car . One smoking a blunt and one approaching me .

" Lil mama where you headed ? "

The adrenaline was still pumping , I pointed the knife out at him . He pulled out a gun and held it to my face . The boy who was leaning on the car came running up. He was dressed like he had that bag . It aint hard to see that these niggas in the game .

" Bruh chill ! Take the gun out her face . Ace put the shit down ! "

" Nah Joker , shawty pulled a knife on me "