tay-k ||why She Wont Leave?

the job/part 1

Lil skies POV🌃🖤🖤🖤

I got back home around 4am because I got off a little early.

I pulled up into the drive way of my house and I sat there for a minute.
I started thinking of how lucky I am to have key Anna im my life.
After everything she's been through im honestly starting to get worried.
why I put her in therapy.
She has PTSD and she don't wanna admit to it.

I just want her safe and healthy spiritually and mentally.
Sometimes we go to church.
I'm glad we could start a better life.

I got out the car and grabbed my work case and phone.

I got out and locked the car doors and begin walking up the side walk to our house.
As I got up to the door and fumbled with the keys
I stopped as I heard glass shatter and loud music.

My heart dropped and I started searching for the house keys.
I seriously need to organize my keychain.

"Ayee.. I know you gone be the one that's gone hold me down"

I tilted my head back tiredly.
My feet hurt and I seriously feel like I'm gonna puke.
I put the key in the door and opened it and got hit with lyrics.

And what I saw made my blood boil.

I slammed the door shut making the vase by the door shatter catching key Anna attention
She turned my way and ran to me setting the bottle of Amsterdam down.

The peach Flavored Amsterdam that I fucking bought for when I wanted to have a glass and chill.

"Oh my go-slli-sh you are homes? " She asked wrapping her arms around my waist.

I threw my keys on the table and slammed my suitcase on the table.
I pushed her hands off my body and kicked the speakers and it shut off instantly.

I notice as I did that keyanna came running into the living room falling in front of the speakerS.
"WHY WOULD YOU -FOR -i..THAT? "

That only made me more angry.
"I'm fucking TIRED. I've been out sense 1A clock to FFuckinG 4 in the DAMN MORNING and your here doing this bull Shit?!! " I yelled balling my fist up.
She sat there and started to cry but I couldn't feel bad right now.
"This house is a mess. my 100dollar vase is broken, TWO OF THEM. You drank all my Amsterdam, my living room is out of place,
Dishes are on the counter and there's fucking.. " I stared at the kitchen in disbelief.
There was food smashed on the floor the oven had smoke coming out of the top and the smoke detector started going off.

"SMOKE" she said trying to grab a towel
I hated the sound of that. I was half way sleep and
I could barely talk.
I'm mad hungry and my dicks on hard
But I'm to angry to be trynna fuck somebody

All I do for her? And she does this? Now I have to deal with it.
I grabbed the batch of burnt cookies out the oven with my bare hands..
It burner my hand and by instinct I started flipping it while cookies flew out of the pan as i walked to the sink throwing the pan unto cold water .
I groaned loudly Over the beeping noise .
"HURRY THE FUCK UP.MY HAND IS BU-"

"-IM COMING" She said from the bathroom running back down and fanning the kitchen.
Before you call me stupid, I'm tired okay. Work is stessful I wasn't thinking about grabbing protection for my hand.
This shouldn't of been happening anyways

"Ahh" I looked down at the red mark on my hand

I looked up at key'anna angrily

She backed away looking sad
"I'm sorry"