R•A•I•N

Ep •2•

As I lie on the floor in a pool of my own blood, I start to cry , praying to god that this nightmare soon ends .

I swear if I would've known how severe the consequences would be for my actions I probably wouldn't have done them to get myself in the situation I am now . To numb to even feel my heart beating or any type of flesh left inside me . Am I .... Dead ?

I finally get enough strength to raise my head to look around only to see one man standing over me with a concerned look on his face as if he's watching a small puppy die and there's no way he can save it

"He-elp me " I stutter mumbling the only words I can attempt to form . I know he hears me and I can tell by his facial expressions he wants to help but for some reason he still doesn't move . "He-lp " I cough letting the blood spill from my mouth as my body starts to become weak and I can't bare to hold myself up any longer .

I can't believe it's come to this although I've always saw it coming . Why couldn't I prevent it ? Why didn't I stop it early ? How did I die?.....

I gasps opening my eyes , fluttering them quickly in a panicked state as I wake up from my nightmare feeling on my body to make sure I'm still alive .

My dream felt so real and unbelievable at the same time . Not because I was coughing up blood or practically dying but because the guy from last night, I heard name is von , was in it .

I haven't known that man for more than twenty four hours and he's already left an imprint in my head showing up in my dreams and shit . I haven't even had a full conversation with him yet which is probably why he wasn't talking in my head . He was just staring at me with a concerned look , watching me suffer on the ground like there's nothing he could've did to help me .

I'm assuming that was a sign that the thought of him being my hero is unrealistic and I should just give it up . It was nice seeing him again though even if it was just a dream . His eyes have the same affect on me . Real or fake .

"Mm" I groan attempting to get up off the bed feeling my body ache and a large arm laying accross my chest .

I look over to see kentrell sleeping peacefully holding me down on the bed like I'm his property. It's literally the middle of the day what the fuck is he even still doing here ? I was actually looking forward to waking up and him being gone . He's the last person I want to see and definitely not the first .

Last night we fought for what felt like hours and at some point I just bawled up on the floor and stopped fighting back so he could just let all his anger out and get tired enough to stop or fall asleep.

He hit me with almost every item in our room along with his fist and I just know it's going to be a mess when I finally get off this bed . I tried to fight back as much as I could and even hit him a few good times but it just wasn't enough . He gets so angry at me that his eyes turn black and he starts fighting me like an entire nigga for something that he caused . I'm honestly surprised I even woke up this morning honestly. I guess gods not done with Me after all .