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NO IDEA!

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NO IDEA!

"i'm scared,"

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"i'm scared,"






dejah paced, pausing to stare at the brusing around her neck. she could hear conversation going on downstairs, the voices of mattia, ale and kairi booming. and just by the little paterring of steps, she could tell it was esmeralda rushing upstairs. kirby sat in the bed, just waiting to see how this unfolded.






"well brace yourself," she advised, the door opening right on time to reveal a distraught esmeralda.






"what the fuck," she attached herself to  dejah so fast, she almost knocked them both over to the ground in an instant. "i swear to god that man better lose all of his fucking rights and rot in fucking jail,"






"preach," kirby watched them interact.






"it's okay es," dejah held back ber emotions, "i'm okay, i'm here, i'm alive and that's honestly all i need,"






"no bitch," she released dejah, wiping the dripping liner from underneath her eyes. "wait till trial, i'ma be right in them stands supporting your ass,"






"facts," kirby's commemtary finally brought esmeralda to reality, a mini scream slipping past her lips. she talked the kirby a few times online, hyped her pictures up and everything.






they hugged and soon dejah was blinded by grey cloth and a familir scent of cologne.






"ugh," she groaned, twisting her head so mattia's head comfortably fit between the crook of her neck. "hey baby," she rubbed his back.






after a couple seconds of embracing each other, she heard the door close and it was obvious they were left alone.






he didn't even say anything, pulling away so he could move her chin to the side so he could see the marks. "what happened?" he didn't care that she didn't answer his calls, he just wanted details of what happened.






dejah sighed, pulling them to the bed.






"i pissed him off pretty bad. we went to a party to see old family and he got to drinking and i made him take me home because i wasn't there to be with all these people, i was there to try and mend our relationship," she shrugged. "we got in the car and i remember when we got home and i barely even made it inside before he started yelling and cursing,"






mattia's jaw clenched at his words.






"i just went into my room to mind my business and he was right behind me. tried to shut my door and he barged in, tried to block him out by grabbing my phone and he snatched it. next thing you know his hands are around my neck and i'm literally clawing and trying to get him off," she explained.






"and you didn't scream?" it came out as if he thought she was stupid for not using her voice and that offended her.






"i tried?!" her face twisted in hurt, "i figured that scratching wasn't going to work and when i opened my mouth, he clamped his hand over it and i struggled for a good minute before i blacked out,"






"and when did you wake up?"






she shrugged, "i just covered it up and went out to eat like nothing happened because that's embarrassing as hell," she didn't want to cry but it was too late. "to think i was so bold and kept my guard up around him only to be choked out the next minute,"






"i'm sorry i couldn't defend you," mattia realized she was hurt. "i was literally blowing your phone up and i started thinking the worst. i talked to your mom and everything,"






"it's fine," she was tired of saying the same damn thing. "i'm home now and i have my true family with me. i have my baby with me,"






"but it's nit fine," he was mad that she thought it was okay. "where is the court stuff taking place?"






"here. they basically told me since my mom lived here now and she has most of my custody, they can move all of the investigation over here and then when he gets locked up he'll go back,"






"alvaro and roshaun were asking for you," he reminded her. she didn't even think about them during that time. she was with her best friend for a good trip.






"i bet," she sighed. "i don't want to say i feel dumb, but geesh," she blew out a long awaited deep breath.






"you aren't dumb at all," he grabbed her, pulling her into his lap, allowing her to cuddle into his chest. "you are amazing. you put with everyone else's bullshit. you tried to get right with the man that put his hands on your mom growing up. you do everything right, don't let this one things fuck you over because you're still fucking amazing and i love you,"







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