Paris
I Hurried & Put Some Of My Clothes In A Suit Case. I'm So Tired Of This Shit. Every Day Tysen Come Home Drunk Or Mad & He Takes All That Anger Out On Me. I'm Only 21, I Don't Understand What Made Me Fall In Love With Someone So Evil.
"Paris!"His Loud Voice Roared Through The House.
I Quickly Hid The Suitcase & Got Into Bed.
"I'm In Our Room."I Yelled.
He Came In With A Mad Look On His Face."Who Is This Nigga?"He Threw A Stack Of Pictures Of Me Talking To Caprice.
"It's A Nobody."I Said Lien.
"A Nobody? Paris I Let You Out With Your Friends Because They Asked & You Exchanging Numbers With A Nigga."He Clinched His Teeth Together & Started Balling His Fist Up.
"I'm Tired Of This Shit. I'm Not Some Fucking Punching Bag."I Yelled.
He Smacked Me."Shut The Fuck Up. What I Say Goes. Do You Understand."
I Held My Face & Didn't Say Anything.
"Did You Hear What The Fuck I Said?"
"Tysen Leave Me Alone."I Held My Face.
"Leave You Alone? I'll Show You What Leaving You Alone Is!" He Started Punching My Face & I Tried My Best To Block The Blows That Was Coming Toward Me.
I Just Laid There & Held My Face As He Continued To Hit Me.
"Talk To Another Nigga It's Gone Be Ten Times Worse!"He Left Out The Room & I Heard The Front Door Slam Shut.
I Quickly Got Out Of Bed & Went Into The Bathroom To Clean My Face. Both Of My Eyes Were Black, & My Lip Was Busted. I Even Had Other Bruises. I Added Make Up To Cover The Spots So People Couldn't Notice.
I Slipped On Some Sweat Pants, A Hoodie, & My Jordan Slip On's.
I Grabbed My Phone & Texted Caprice.
- Text Message -
Me - 10:15 p.m.
Hey Its Me Paris. Are You Sleep Or Busy?
Caprice😏🙌 - 10:16 p.m.
Nah, Ian busy lil ma. What's up?
Me - 10:17 p.m.
Can You Please Come & Get Me? 😩
Caprice😏🙌 - 10:18 p.m
Yeah where you at, you good?
Me - 10:19
1267 Edenwood Drive, Please Hurry.
- End Of Text Messages -
I Grabbed As Much Clothes As I Could. I'm Not Planning On Coming Back.
5 Mins Later I Heard A Horn Blow. I Quickly Grabbed My Bags & Made My Way To The Door. As Soon As I Open It, Caprice Was Standing There Like He Was About To Knock.
'Damn He Fine As Hell.'
"You Straight?"He Asked As He Helped Me Grab Some Of My Bags.
"No Not Really. Just Help Me Get These In Your Car, & We Will Talk To You About It."I Quickly Dragged The Suit Case To His White On White Range Rover & Put It In The Trunk.
After The Very Last Bag I Quickly Got Into His Truck & He Drove Off.
"Aye What The Hell Going On?"He Asked Looking At Me, & Then Turning His Attention Back To The Road.
"My Boyfriend Hits Me, & I Just Had To Get Out Of There. This Is The Worst He's Ever Done."I Started Crying.
"Word? Who Yo Boyfriend?"
