Rehab Facility

Stay.

April

I walked in the house knowing Marcus went back to work like nothing happened. I saw Ron putting on his hoodie grabbing his keys about to walk out as he looked at me.

"Damn..you straight?" He didn't know what to say, I kind of chuckled a bit.

"I'm... Im fine, go to work" I nodded.

"Come on" he grabbed my hand taking me in the bathroom that was downstairs ,sitting me on the sink. He grab the first-aid kit and some rubbing alcohol.

"Dis why you home early?" He asked getting a rag wetting it a little cleaning the blood off my face.

"Yeah, things just got bad that's all"

"That's all?" He shook his head as he finished putting the rag to the side then placed some alcohol on a cotton pad. "That's my nigga but this shit right here pissing me tf off" he pressed it against my cheek as I hissed a bit as he clean it seeing the anger in his face.

I didn't say anything as he finished cleaning my entire face throwing the stuff in the trash. "I need you to do something for me" he said looking at me.

"What is that?"

"Leave, get out of this house. Just get away from that nigga" I sighed hopping off the counter, trying to move behind him as he blocked me. "April I'm serious..I love you too much as a friend to see him do this to you" he pushed the hair out my face. "Do this for me aight?"

"Imma think about it okay?" He sucked his teeth. "I'm serious you big baby" I chuckled hugging him tight as he hugged me back. "Thank you for caring about me"

"Don't thank me" he rubbed my back then placed a kiss on my head. "Now move ya big funk ass out my way" he said pushing me back as I laughed at him dramatically storming out. "Making a nigga late for work and shit" I shook my head hearing the front door close.

"Funk ass though, tf is that?" I said to myself giggling. Always making me laugh. I needed that.

I walked out the bathroom going upstairs kicking off my shoes and slipping into bed. I pulled the covers over me falling asleep, only time when I'm stress free.

I woke up feeling a pair of arms wrapped around me tight, I looked up at the time it was only thirty minutes past five. "Marcus" I cleared my throat. "Babe get up, you are stinking up my bed." He really did not take a shower after getting off smelling like straight car engine oil and he had the black marks on his hands.

He woke up "Mannnn, I was tired"

"Go seriously you stink" he sucked his teeth getting up going in the bathroom and minutes later I heard the shower going. I sat up looking at the tv then went downstairs seeing Marcus other friend that lives here, Brandon, and some other guy I don't know. I really didn't like him that much he's rude for no reason, plus his ass like to stare.

He looked up at me chuckling "He got you good this time"

"Fuck up" I walked past them going in the kitchen pulling out food I was going to be cooking. I reached down pulling some pots out feeling someone pushing themselves on my ass, as I got up quickly turning around looking at Brandon. I rolled my eyes "B move you pissing me off"

"Can't help it, you got a nice ass, what do you expect?" He smirked.

"For you to respect me and Marcus are in a relationship. I don't want your ass" I pushed him as he chuckled.

"You'll want me" he winked at me walking off as I rolled my eyes. I'm not telling Marcus cause he will kill him. Dumbass.

I pulled the pot filling it up with water getting some spices out the counter. I started to cook as I heard footsteps coming downstairs looking over seeing it was Marcus. I turned back around and went back to cooking.