Played By A Girl

CHAPTER 33

SAMIA POV

I heard the keys rattle and the opening of the cell, "Miss. Taylor and the other Miss. Taylor someone has made bound." The officer says then Denise and I get off of the cold metal bench. We walk out the cell and I saw Corey and Malik waiting for us to retrieve our things. 

The officers gave us our belongings and Malik grabbed Denise and pulled her to him, sizing up the police officer that gave her her things.

We walk out of the building and Denise leaves with Malik. I get in the car with Corey and I wanted to punch everything in sight. 

"What's wrong?" He asks but I ignore him. "What's wrong?" He repeats. 

"Leave me the fuck alone JaCorey," I say when I pinch the bridge of my nose. 

"Look, I just used my money to bail yo ass out of jail. So I suggest you tone that shit down and tell me what the hell happened." He says and I side-eye him.

"Who the fuck are you talking to?" 

"Samia Taylor."

"A shidd. You ain't talkin to me nigga." I say then I cross my arms. 

"Yes, I am. Now answer my question."

"Nun serious, just another day I got in a fight," I say nonchalantly. 

I want him to shut the hell up and take me home. I'm not trynna talk the whole way to my damn house. I'm angry, frustrated, and hurt. That is not a good combination. 

I looked at the ring on my finger and my blood started to boil. Forever Samia and Brandon, bull-fucking-shit! 

That cheating dirty lying bastard. 

I'll be damned if I take that bitch back. Out of everything we've been through he never cheated on me before. 

Now here I am, almost four years later and my heart is shattered by the one nigga I love. 

I hope he gets shot again. 

I hope the bullet hits his damn heart and kills his bitch ass.

He deserves to die for the pain I'm going through at this moment. 

I could've cheated on him with plenty niggas! But I was nothing but loyal! 

Does he know how many niggas I can have? He fucked up cheating on me.

I should be a grimy bitch and go fuck his best friend since that nigga wanna cheat on me! Nah, I'm not gon do that.

 I'm just gon put jolly ranchers on his side windows, put sugar in his gas tank, bologna on the hood of his car, and break all his tail lights. 

"Samia!" I hear Corey yell and I look at him as if he lost his mind.

"What?"

"We're here." He says and I get out of the car. 

Right before I closed the door I said, "Thanks, I guess."

He nodded his head and I walked into my house. 

I went straight to my room and started to throw everything that reminded me of Brandon. 

I threw the picture frame that held a picture of the both of us on the Fourth of July in 2016. I grabbed the shoes he left in my room and cut the bottom of them off. 

I continued to destroy everything until my door opened and my mom walked in.

"Girl what the hell is wrong with you?!" She yells then I pick up the very first teddy bear he ever gave me and slit it's throat with my pocket knife.