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"Who the fûck is dis Taurus!" I yelled holding up his phone.
It had been going off repeatedly for two minutes straight before I just ended up picking it up.
He had hella iMessages from da same number. So I put his code into his phone since I seen him put it in yesterday.
I went into Dey message thread and instantly got heated. Da girl was saying how she missed him and how he "fûcked da shït outta her yesterday" and his stupid ass replied wit sum imma come ova tn.
Like dis nigga really had me fucked up. We had only got back together two fucking weeks ago.
"Watchu bitching bout now mane?" He asked sitting at da edge of his bed turning on da game.
"So we fuckin bïtches named Kourtney now nigga." I yelled getting up while throwing the phone at his head which made him angry.
"Whatchu talkin bout and don't throw shit at my fuckin head!" He screamed rubbing his forehead while checking his phone.
"You got life fûcked up nigga. You cheating on me already bïtch!" I screamed mushing his head.
"Bïtch get yo ass outta my face!" He screamed mushing da shït outta my head makin me stumble.
"Mane fûck you and dat bïtch Kourtney. You ain't shit and will never be shït bïtch!" I yelled.
I knew I shouldn't have said dat because of what happened last time but I did.
"Bïtch fûck you!" He yelled as he punched me in my nose. He den punched me again causing me ta fall on da floor before he repeatedly kicked me in my stomach.
I screamed and cried as he beat da shït outta me.
After three minutes of him repeatedly kicking me he stopped.
"Get yo ass up and clean yoself up. You look a hot damn mess. You staying here tonight." He said looking at me with a disgusted look on his face.
"I'm done with you I'm going home." I said weakly trying to stand.
"Bitch if I tell you dat you stayin den you is." He said kicking me back down as I began ta cry.
"Stopp all dat crying shït." He said as he went into his drawer taking out a small bag full of a white substance.
Pouring da white stuff out he lined it up on da nightstand before sniffing it all up into his nose.
"Yo ass on crack?" I said dryly as I tried ta stand again.
"Mane mind yo fuckin business fore I beat yo ass again." He said bucking at me makin me flinch.
"Now care yo ass to da bathroom and clean up." He said sniffing another line of coke.
Shaking me head I limped into da bathroom after successfully getting up.
Once I was in da bathroom I locked da door before looking at myself in the mirror.
I couldn't believe dat dis was what my life had come to. I always told myself dat a man would never put his hands on me. But now look at me getting my ass beat by a nigga who claimed he loved me.
