Hear Me Calling | YNW Melly

T H I R T Y O N E 🎃

July 28th, 2018
Jaciell's POV:

"i'm not happy anymore." I shook my head, "we've been at each others throats, we sit in the same room and we're automatically inna bad mood, you're so secretive, you don't even pay attention to me anymore."

i was really sad he knew it and didn't change anything about it.

"we been thru this so many times." He sighed loudly.

"get out."

he gave me a stank face.

"i don't speak Chinese and i wasn't speaking Spanish. get out."  He looked at me and chuckled, "Fine." I said as I got up and went downstairs.

I went to the kitchen and grabbed my favorite knife.

I slowly made my way up the stairs, "You have to choices. You leave peacefully or with a stab wound, choose wisely." 

His smirked dropped, "You try to kill me I swea I'm sending your ass flying to Ecuador." 

I tried to hold back my laughter but he looked a little too scared and was gripping the widow ledge hard as hell. 

"You think this is funny?"

"Do you think you want to die this young?" I retorted.

He sucked his teeth, "Jaciell put that shit down I ain't playing with you."

I sat on the bed and pointed to the door, "Get out."

"I'm not leaving tf" 

He was testing my patience, I don't like getting this upset because I would probably do anything to physically express my feelings.

"I don't want to lose my chill Jamell, I am being as nice as i can."

He waved me off, "You like 4 feet, I can't take you that serious its too cute."

Thats it.

I flipped the knife between my fingers and darted it towards his head, it hit the high bun he had.

"You crazy bitch? coulda hit my noggin!" 

"I aimed for your hair and, next time goes for your eye and i am positive I will succeed."

"So you really done with me?" He asks as he takes the knife out of his hair, I silently stood up and spoke, "You have five seconds to be at the top of those damn stairs or I will use a more violent approach."

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5.

I punched on him, throwing two lefts and a mean ass right. 

"Ah! Jaciell what the hell–when did you become Tyson?!" 

He still taking me as a joke.

I grabbed that lopsided ass bun he had sitting on his head and dragged him out of the room.

He gripped my wrist causing me to clench my teeth in pain, which enraged me even more.

I was about to hit him again but he caught my punch and gripped my neck.

I slapped him and managed to loosen his grip and I ran back to the room.

I grabbed the knife and stepped out of the door frame, he turned to me holding his cheek.

I charged at him attempting to hack him a few times. we wrestled back and forth, me trying to stab him and him trying to take the knife away while not getting stabbed.

Then something bad happened.

I fell down the stairs. 

When I reached the bottom, the landing was so hard it took my whole breath away.

I stare up at the ceiling unable to move, tears form at the corners of my eye and I have no self-control to stop them, they just poured.

My eyes wandered to Melly, he was frozen in place with wide eyes. 

I follow his eyes and looked down. 

My breath quickened, there was blood everywhere.

I didn't feel a thing but it knew it was going to hurt later.

I tried to speak but nothing came out, so I started panicking. 

I looked over to Melly whose scrambling to get his phone. 

He ran down the stairs, everything was slowing down, everything sounded so distant.

He laid me on him and put his hand on my face, his mouth moved but I couldn't make out what he was saying. 

I felt so tired.

then everything went black.

Is this it? Is this how i die?

A/N

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