Running From yourself

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"YOUR BITCH GONNA FUCK SOMEONE YOU KNOW AFTER YOU GET ARRESTED!!!" Shayla screamed. "stop being ghetto as fuck!" Marshall chuckled. Shayla was hanging over Marshalls place with him. Kameron had left earlier to go grocery shopping so they were alone.

Marshall's P.O.V

Shayla sat on my couch finally quieting down. She had been rapping for the longest and it was about time she settled down. i watched her move some curls behind her ear revealing the side of her face. ahhhhh she was still gorgeous. I thought i had gotten completley over her but i still have a tiny crush. At least its not a hopeless lust like it used to be. "So whats up?" i asked her taking a seat by her side. "just wanted to talk to you. I havent in a while." She answered playing nervously with some curls in front of her face. "You seem tense." i chuckled. She gave an uneasy smile. I laid a hand on her thigh. "You okay?" i asked in a serious tone.

She looked at my hand resting on her thigh, then up to my face. Our eyes met and we kept the gaze on each other for what seemed like forever. "I dont know." she finally answered, then sighed. I continued to stare at her. I wasnt going to stop until she told me what was on her mind. "I just feel so scared." She uttered then fell onto my neck. I held her close letting her rest her head on my shoulder.

"What happened to you?" I asked in concern. I hated to see her sad because it low key made me upset as well. "Stephen" she said in an soft voice. "Im scared hes going to hurt my family." "Why dont you just call the cops?" i asked. "I mean i know you hate cops and all but, if you need them...you need them." "You dont understand!" She sobbed harder. "No one does! Its not that easy. You cant just get rid of him. Hes crazy and he'll find away." She sounded pretty ridiculous. "No he wont" i said in a chill voice. She looked up at me with red watery eyes. "its already happened before. Why do you think hes here?"

I looked at her in confuion wanting her to explain more. "I sent him to jail about maybe seven years ago. He found me...hes back...and hes crazy." a chill went down my spine by the way she said it. She seemed so sincere. "oh baby-uh-i mean- Shayla." i stuttered. Damn it! Baby Really? "Its okay come here" i finished and Shayla rested her head on my shoulder again. Maybe i like her again. Maybe I have a hopeless crush again. Maybe i havent gotten over her. FUCK!!!

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