Cash In Picture
Lexi Pov
I was laying in bed. On a Saturday morning. Bored out of my mind. I haven't talked to Trey since the little incident on Wednesday which is hard to believe because we fucking live together. I want to talk to him sooooo bad though.
I hate when a man puts their hands on a female. Then seeing the way he just slapped her like that brought back so many memories from Maryland. I'm not scared of Trey at all. I just wasn't feeling the way he did her. Yeah she punched me in my face and I still owe that bitch an ass whooping but he was still wrong for hitting her like that period.
I sighed before getting out of bed. I walked downstairs to the kitchen with my phone in my hand. I made me some noodles and sat in one of the bar stools by the counter and ate. Trey walked in the kitchen with no shirt on. He's barely been home the past couple of days. I asked Red about it and all she did is that he has a situation down at the trap and that he'll tell me when he's ready.
He looks so tired and drained. I just want to hug him and tell him everything's going to be okay. I was so zoned out I didn't even notice him staring back at me. His eyes were low and red so I know he's high. He just stared back at me. I looked down at my noodles not knowing what to say. He rolled his eyes at me and went back upstairs. I wasn't even hungry anymore. I threw the rest of my noodles away and went back to my room
I haven't left my room much since everything happened. Monae walked in my room and sat on my bed.
"Wassup princess, you good?" She asked and I shook my head no
I want my baby.
"Just talk to him Alexis" she said
"But-" she cut me off
"Now" she demanded me
How she gone press me when cash still mad at her Ugly ass. I rolled my eyes and got up. I walked down the hall to his room and his door was open. He was laying on his bed playing 2k.
I knocked on the door anyways. He looked at me then went right back to playing the game. I sighed before walking in. I sat in the bean bag chair and looked at my nails that were in need of a fill in.
"Trey I-" I began but he cut me off
These muhfuckas gone learn to let me finish what the fuck I got to say.
"Now you wanna talk to me? What you not scared Ima hit you now?" He laughed still looking at the tv
"Nigga, what? I was never scared that you was gone hit me" I said looking at him stupid.
"So why you flinch when I yelled the other day?" He said sitting up looking at me with a mean mug
"Because your mouth was right next to my ear. Im not scared of you, i just wasn't talking to you because-" once again this hoe cut me off
"Because wha-" my turn to cut a nigga off
"Shut the fuck Up and let me talk!" I said leaning forward
"Who the fuck-" I cut him off again
"TREY!" I yelled
If he shut the hell up and let me talk this shit can be over sooner. He shut up finally and sat on the bed staring at me.
"I wasn't scared of you. I'm not scared of no fucking body. I sat in Maryland against my fucking Will for damn near five years letting some fucking racist ass white man beat my ass! And it wasn't Shit I can do about it. I hate when niggas put they hands on a female. That shit makes me want to kill a nigga. But I care about your stupid ass to much to kill you so I had to get away from you" I said standing up
