Yn pov
"Bae get up"
"No"
I pull the covers over my head
"Tell them to push it back again"
Today was my moms funeral and every time the funeral was close I pushed it back but Chres ass won't let me
"No you going today right now get yo ass up I'm not gon tell you no more"
Blah blah blah I still laid there
"If I come in here and you not up its gon be a problem"
He walked out
Ik I should go and uk get closure but I just can't see my mom like that uk dead nobody can see they moma like that I mean we may not have the best relationship but I love my mom to death I was pissed that I just found out and she been dead but it wouldn't make a difference to be mad but I'm still upset I guess Ill go to get over this depressing stage god this was going to be hard I'll just ask him for strength as I was about to pull off the cover Chres walked in oh shit
"Didn't I tell yo ass to be up"
"U not my dad"
"Yn quit testing me right now I know you grieving but I'm trying to help yo ass and you being so fucking difficult right now"
I got up
"You done"
I turned to him he looked mad he exhaled hard and looked at me
"Yeah"
He was about to walk out until I grabbed his arm
"Chres-"
he snatched it
"Dont fucking touch me"
He said through gritted teeth he was about to walk away but I grabbed him again he turned around grabbed my arms and pushed me in to the wall pinning me to it I was sweating bricks he was breathing extra hard and gripping my wrist tight it hurted like hell
"Chres you're hurting me!"
His nail dug into my skin causing it to bleed
"Chres please"
I begged he let me go and pushed me back causing me to bump into the dresser it stabbed my back I fell to the ground grabbing my back I looked up
at Chres only to see his back and his shoes I don't know what the fuck wrong with him
I got up and limped to the bathroom to take a shower I took off my pajamas and I looked at my back it had a bruise on it and a scratch that was bleeding I little I tried not to cry because he said he was done with that hitting me and shit now i gotta cover it up for the funeral this shit was going to be hard i cleaned my cuts and got in the shower after about thirty minutes I drive off lotioned down and but bandages on my back
I went in my dresser pulling out some underwear and a bra I slid them on going to my closet going through my clothes I found a black flowing dress and sat it on the bed looking for some heels and I was looking for some heels i heard Chres walk in and sit on the bed I ignored him still looking for me some heels to go with the dress
"Come hear"
I felt fear rise in my body I turned around and walked toward him while my palms sweated I got to him and he reached for my arms making me flinch he sighed and grabbed my waiste turning me around I guess he was looking at the big ass band aid on my back I was getting impatient because I needed to get dressed and he playing
