I woke up to the sound of my loud ring tone annoyingly going off repeatedly. I could tell it was my best friend from the song that was playing, "Leave me alone" by Michael Jackson blared through my cell phones speakers, so it had to be Chris. That was his ring tone for 2 reasons, one he loved Michael and two that was the only song I could think of by Michael that related to him ; LEAVE ME ALONE! I laughed thinking of the reasons I chose that song for him then quickly hit the end button before the noise woke up Millz and checked to see if the noise had disturbed him, the last thing I needed was a couple more bruises to accompany the ones I received from him last night. His lazy ass was still fast asleep luckily... I rolled my eyes and slowly got out the bed, sighing as I looked into the mirror at my busted lip and black eye. I don't know why I put up with his bulls***, but I just can't seem to let go. My names Nicki I'm 19 years old, about 5'3, curvy, and every mans dream ; that's why no one can seem to understand what I'm still doing with Millz's sorry, good for nothing ass. I can't seem to understand why myself either to tell you the truth. My phone started to go off and once again it was Chris calling, I cleared my throat and put on my best sick voice, I knew he wanted to chill today but I couldn't let him see me like this, and I wasn't trying to hear his mouth lecturing me once again about leaving my 1st and only love.
Chris: Ew, you sound like death.
Me: HaHa very funny, f*** you want?
Chris: You girl, we supposed to be going to the mall with Kiyrah and Tyga today, you forgot?
Me: Oh yeah... I can't.
Chris: What you mean "You can't" Girl why?
Me: You said it yourself... I sound like death and I feel like death too. I think its best if I just stay home today and try get over this illness.
Chris: Ugh, you always got some type of excuse, it's Millz again Huh?
Me: Goodbye Christopher.
Chris: Did he put his hands on you again Nick?
Chris: Well I'm coming over to nurse you better, make sure his b**** ass gone by the time I get there.
Me: Chris I don't want company, just go to the mall and I'll see you once I recover.
Chris: Hell naw, I can't wait till you recover. That's TOO LONG!
Me: What Can't you go a couple days without seeing me or something? *rolling her eyes*
Chris: You know I can't even go a day without seeing that gorgeous face.
Me: Ugh *laughs* whatever Chris bye. I hung up the phone and smiled thinking to myself ; if only he knew I felt the exact same way... Only I wasn't joking. It kills me to be away from Chris for more than just a day and that's the main reason I hated Millz putting his hands on me. Not because of the pain, or even because of the outcome, but because I wouldn't be able to see Chris till all the marks had cleared up. UGH.
I went into the bathroom got fresh and slipped into my robe. I didn't feel like dressing up, I wasn't going anywhere today and I certainly wasn't feeling pretty. I hadn't heard from my best friend Kiyrah all night, so I thought I'd give her a call to make sure she wasn't dead or nothing. Knowing her though, her paranoid ass was probably just arguing with Tyga accusing him of cheating again as usual. And I was right, she picked up yelling...
Kiyrah: NIGGA YOU LYING, LEMME SMELL YOUR d*** IF YOU WASN'T OUT f***ING NO OTHER b**** LAST NIGHT THEN! ...HELLO?
Me: *laughing* Girl, I know you did not just ask to smell that niggas d***.
Kiyrah: Hell f***ing yeah, I'ma know if he was sticking it in another b**** that way.
Me: You need to calm right the f*** down with that paranoia s***.
Kiyrah: Nuh-uh not till I get my f***ING ANSWER, AND I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME TOO NIGGA, YEAH I'M TALKING TO YOUR CHEATING, CAN'T KEEP YOUR d*** IN YOUR PANTS FOR MORE THAN AN HOUR, TRIFLING, LOW DOWN DIRTY DOG, SORRY EXCUSE FOR A MAN, CREEPING AROUND BEHIND MY BACK, GOOD FOR NOTHING, JUST LIKE ANY OTHER BLACK MALE, LYING SORRY ASS!
Me: KIYRAH! *laughing hard* CHILL DAMN!
Tyga: b**** THEN WHY YOU STILL WITH ME?
Kiyrah: b****? OH I GOT YOUR b****! NICKI I'MA CALL YOU RIGHT BACK! *click*
Me: Hello, hello... *hangs up shaking my head*
Damn, them to always going at it, they're one of the cuteist couples ever though, I thought to myself smiling, they're still crazy as f*** though, with their dysfunctional ass relationship. I put my cell to charge and started to cook some breakfast for millz, all hell would break loose if I don't have some food ready for him by the time he wakes up. About 45 minutes later I bought up some breakfast to Millz and woke him slowly.
Me: Baby, baby get up breakfast is done. *shaking him lightly*
Millz: Morning beautiful. *sits up and yawns*
Me: Beautiful? Have you seen my damn face Millz?
Millz: *He looks up and puts his head back down* Damn ma, I'm sorry... I was drunk.
Me: Yeah, where have I heard that one before. OH YEAH that's right last week. *Rolling her eyes*
Millz: Baby I*gco*
Me: I don't wanna hear it, I need you to hurry up and eat that so you can get ready to leave.
Millz: b**** what the f*** you mean leave, for what?
Me: My sisters coming over. I just want some alone time with her.
Millz: And what exactly you gonna tell her happened to your f***ing face dumb ass.
Me: I don't f***ing know, A fight I suppose?
Millz: Watch your mouth, don't curse at me or I swear to god I'ma do something I'll regret.
Me: I'm used to you doing something, you just never regret it. I got up and walked away, I couldn't be around him any longer and I wasn't in any mood or fit state to fight with him again, I walked down the stairs and saw a shadow approaching my door. f*** I thought to myself. I knew that hight and frame from miles away it was Chris! I tightened my robe and threw on a pair of shades that was on the coffee table and made my way to the door to open it.
Chris: Uhmm Nick... *looking her up and down walking in* f*** you doing with shades on in the house?
Me: I was just frying some chicken, and uhh... I didn't want the oil to get in my eyes...
Chris: Uh huh. * glaring at me* Is he still here?
Me: *nods* So stay yo ass in the kitchen.
Chris: Fine, but where's my hug?
Me: Ugh *smiles and hugs him tight* There, happy?
Chris: Not yet... *snatches her shades off and gets mad* NICKI WHAT THE f*** MAN!
Me: Sssshhh! *covering his mouth pushing him into the kitchen* Shut the hell up Christopher, you had no right doing that!
Chris: AND HE HAD NO RIGHT DOING THIS! *pointing to her face*
Me: ONCE AGAIN SHUT THE f*** UP! Damn. *sighs*
Chris: He aint getting away with this, not this time.
Me: Chris NO! *trying to grab him back*
Chris: NAW LET GO! *He broke free and ran upstairs to Lee's room kicking the door open*
I ran upstairs after Chris fast still trying to grab him back, aww f*** I thought to myself HERE WE GO!