LATE AT NIGHT
it was about 10 pm, TJ had left after our heated argument and hadn't come back yet. i was worried. he could've been injured or killed and he didn't call me back once. i had been calling him since 7 when he left.
around 10:30 he was finally walking inside. not even giving him a chance to breathe i started questioning him.
"where were you??"
"why didn't you call back??"
without a word he walked straight to our room. so i followed behind him, i wanted answers and i wanted them now.
he looked at me and sternly said
"get the fuck out of my face niya"
i just looked at him. i only wanted to know if he was okay. i have a right to be concerned. so i asked him again
"where were you TJ"
he turned around so aggressively, as if he was ready to strike me.
"get out of my fucking face bitch! are you deaf?"
i was shocked. he's never called me out my name.
before i could even speak again he looked at me coldly, as if he was warning me if i spoke he would go off. but me being me i said something again anyways. he's never put his hands on me so i had no reason to think he would tonight.
so i asked him again. "TJ... where-" before i could finish i felt a stinging pain against my face. i couldn't believe it. he hit me. i burst into tears and asked him shockingly. "how could you hit me?"
he just stared at me blankly. he started walking closer to me until my back met the wall. he softly spoke..
"next time i tell you get the fuck out of my face, i bet you won't be hesitant to do so. now would you niya?"
i just stared blankly holding my face. for some reason this pissed him off and he grabbed my face.
"answer me!"
i answered him so swiftly.
"it won't ever happen again"
i didn't understand it. why was i apologizing? i did nothing wrong. i just wanted to know where he was. but i knew to never question him again. i didn't want to deal with him getting upset like this again. he walked off and took his shower and i laid in the bed softly sobbing to myself. why me? how did i get here?
after his shower he laid next to me like nothing happened. he cuddle next to me and kissed my cheek and slowly drifted himself to sleep. i stayed awake most of the night.. scared that this could be my new reality.
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Mistreated
Short Story17-year-old Niya Demico has been through so much in her life. when she meets Tyrin Jr. everything changed. she was still young and naive while TJ was older and mature. He was 22. Made lots of money and sold dope. He was also a rap artist and very w...
