"Bestie!?", he called.
'Don't talk to me, nigga. You make me sick', she hissed walking into her bedroom.
"Bae, don't be like dat. You know that I was only looking out for your ass, girl", he said following behind her, grasping her by the arm pulling her body against his.
'Man, just leave me alone, Chris', she responded vehemently.
"You mad at me", he stated leaning down placing a kiss to her forehead.
'Ya damn skippy', she agreed.
He sighed, "What can I do to make it up to ya? You know I ain't sorry, but I don't like fa ya ass to be mad at me. You know I love you, right?", he asked.
She did not say anything.
"Right?", he asked, arms tightening around her.
'I guess, now let me go', she grumbled trying to unwind his arms from around her.
He kissed his teeth, "You guess? Don't fuckin' play wit' me, Mor", he said staring down at her, nostrils flaring. If there was one thing he hated for sure it was when she doubted his love for her and she knew this.
She rolled her eyes being done with this conversation. She just wanted to lie down on her comfortable bed and wallow in her misery for a little while without the very cause of it being in her presence. They, Chris, a couple of friends, and her were out chillin' when she was approached by a cute guy. They were talking when Chris approaches them hanging all over her and ran him off. She just wanted to find someone. She felt like she was ready to love someone deeper than platonically, but now she feels like she probably never will with Chris around. This isn't the first time he has done this either. It is actually around the fifth and she is fed up with his shit.
She found herself on her bed with Chris on top of her lying between her legs kissing on her neck.
'Stop', she breathed shoving at his shoulders.
"You still mad?", he asked in between kisses.
She grunted in annoyance, 'Stop', she ordered, but he continued.
"Then no", he denied then proceeded to fuck her back to sleep.
"Jordan why do you keep doing this to me!"
"I didn't do anything!"
"Liar." I watched as his hands fly up and down towards my cheek.
I jumped up my face steamed up. I look up to him my eyes flooding with tears.
"You are so worthless! You unfortnate whore!"
"Chris please stop." sobbing down on my knees.
"Shut up bitch."
Kicking me straight into my stomach. Soon after grabbing me by my shirt and pulling me up and our gaze locked.
His eyes cold feeled with anger and hatred. He rushes to the wall slamming my back straight into it I let out a groan.
He looked at me nothing is changing in his eyes. "I love you Chris please stop I love you." I say lifting up my hand to rub on his cheek.
But instead he through me across the hallway.
"Don't lie to me." kicking me straight into my stomach I gasped for air.
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