Only His

Scared Straight (Part 1)

2 Days Later

Memphis, TN

I had to stay home alone (well with Donovan) while Quill went out and did some crazy shit for money. I guess we're really gonna leave. I had to build up a lotta courage to go downstairs. Of course Donovan felt it was necessary to be out in the living room.

“What the fuck is you doing?" He asked. I stopped at the steps. “I'm going to eat," I told him. He slapped me across the face an I fell into a wall. “Don't get smart cuz Quill ain't here. You still my bitch, I don't give a fuck what Quill say. I ah take you away from him."

He continued to hit me. Harder and harder with every swing. I just kept kicking as hard as I could until Quill came in and tackled Donovan.