[ nariah ]
"no don't run now," ben said, walking behind me into the house.
i dropped my backpack by the door and took of running upstairs.
if i could get to my room before he does, i could escape.
"can't catch me bitch!" i yelled, running into my room, trying to close the door but ben pushed the door back so i fell.
getting up, i ran towards my bathroom closet so he wouldn't find me.
" come on out riah," ben said, looking under my bed and in my closet.
i shifted my leg around and it made a big bang.
big mistake.
i felt myself being picked up and thrown onto my bed.
i tried getting up but ben pushed me back down, choking me slightly.
"who's a bitch again?" he said, his eyes staring into mine.
i was lost for words.
he leaned down, kissing me.
i pulled away and saw him smirking.
he pushed my legs over and laid down in my bed.
"boy what are you doing," i said, playfully rolling my eyes at him.
"getting comfortable, what it look like.?" he said, taking out his phone, laughing.
i got up to go change into my bed clothes, because who was finna go back outside? not me.
i felt around the covers , looking for my phone , but i realized ben ran over it.
i sucked my teeth, rolling over to the empty side of my bed.
"the fuck is your problem?" ben asked, sitting up.
"you ran my phone over you asshole." i spat, getting up and turning my room light off, leaving him sitting on my bed dumbfounded.
i walked downstairs, trying to get me something to eat.
"so and? its just a phone, get over it." he yelled, opening the snack cabinet.
i sat on the island, opening the bag of hot fries that was sitting on the counter.
if he wanted to play, we could play .
