𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 // dave.east

𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 #13

Narnia was viciously slapped in her face.
"What do you mean this is only what they gave you?" Tiffany shouted, waving two hundred dollars in Narnia's face.
"That is all I have received." Narnia argued back.

Truth be told, it was lie.

Narnia is granted, about eight hundred to a thousand a week from her job.
She's been taking a small amount of money, little by little, and saving up while also placing money on her father's books.
This time she's just gotten caught doing it.

More or less.

"Quit lying, bitch!" Tiffany backhanded her.
It stung Narnia's face, but she was numb to the feeling. After years and years of abuse and neglect, some things change and others don't.

You may become violent. 

You may become quiet. 

Or you may off yourself.

In Narnia's case, she became quiet. She refused to become like her mother. She refused to kill herself.
But, she reluctantly became quiet.
Not so sure what to do, since she was so afraid to tell anyone else.

"I told you, that's all they gave me. I'll have more next week." She negotiated.
Tiffany thought about it.

The couple hundred she had would give her a good five or six bags of substances she wanted and felt like she needed to consume, until next week. So with that, she let it go.

"I better have my money next week – or you'll get worse." She snarled towards Narnia, before pushing her away  and walking out of her presence.

Narnia sighed and laid down carefully on her bed.
She stared at her ceiling, lightly brushing against her scars her mother inflicted upon her.

She took a deep breath. "Almost. . . I'm almost there."

Narnia heard a familiar notification sound go off on her phone.
She felt around her bed, searching for it – as her eyes still remained on the ceiling.
After a good fifteen seconds or so, she found it – turning on her phone, she saw a message from Dave.
She clicked on it.

chipss 🌕✨

Get outta my messages bro 😑

Sent 6:19 pm

Me

you madddd 💀💀

Sent 6:20 pm
Read 6:25 pm

Wednesday June 3rd

chipss 🌕✨

Wassup mama

Sent 8:45 pm

Me

hey dave.

Sent 8:46 pm
Read 8:46 pm

chipss 🌕✨

What's wrong witchu?
What happened?

Sent 8:46 pm

Me

nothing happened. why? im fine.

Sent 8:47 pm
Read 8:47 pm

chipss 🌕✨

No you not. talk to big papi.
Lol nah fr, what's wrong babygirl?

Sent 8:49 pm

Read 8:50 pm

Narnia stared at his last message.
No one has ever asked her about her feelings or what was wrong with her.
Truth be told, she was scared to open up.
Dave noticed that the message was left open.
Concerned for his new friend, he has grown to start enjoying talking to – he messaged her again.

chipss 🌕✨

You can talk to me, girl. I'll listen to you.

Sent 8:52 pm

Read 8:52 pm

Again, Narnia was surprised.
'Why does he care?' she thought.
As soon as she was getting ready to reply – her screen switched to another.

INCOMING CALL
800-768-1267

CHIPSS 🌕✨