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 <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://www.eurweb.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/chris_brown2011-yellow-jacket-med-big.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.eurweb.com/%3Fp%3D84728&usg=__pXNNxEdU6iU-IaDUHofNRkjFoKM=&h=448&w=436&sz=23&hl=en&start=29&zoom=1&tbnid=0_OGJM8ano0FQM:&tbnh=129&tbnw=140&ei=XM93Te3KH9Cx4AbxrOmICA&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dchris%2Bbrown%2B2011%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D709%26gbv%3D2%26tbs%3Disch:10,732&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=906&vpy=228&dur=985&hovh=228&hovw=221&tx=120&ty=199&oei=Oc93TaepHo26hAeI-L2QBg&page=2&ndsp=28&ved=1t:429,r:19,s:29&biw=1280&bih=709">Chris</a>. 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 <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://www.hiphopmusicdotcom.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/jae-millz-1.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.hiphopmusicdotcom.com/jae-millz-wetter.html&usg=__VSVnuTeGd6XE_0JQ6SI54pQZtt8=&h=766&w=600&sz=165&hl=en&start=0&zoom=1&tbnid=oOYqYGIqPbfUGM:&tbnh=142&tbnw=104&ei=Ecx3TeXXMdGHhQeY8JWZBg&prev=/images%3Fq%3Djae%2Bmillz%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D709%26gbv%3D2%26tbs%3Disch:1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=631&vpy=200&dur=77&hovh=254&hovw=199&tx=144&ty=120&oei=Ecx3TeXXMdGHhQeY8JWZBg&page=1&ndsp=29&ved=1t:429,r:11,s:0">Millz</a> 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 <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://tattletailzz.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/502051-nicki-minaj-billboard-617-409.jpg&imgrefurl=http://v1.com.pl/nicki-minaj-2011-photoshoot%26page%3D7&usg=__uEphzu1f4GcE5YP-DNdMVRRktHo=&h=409&w=617&sz=40&hl=en&start=785&zoom=1&tbnid=v5VXC03WgRIlWM:&tbnh=108&tbnw=163&ei=Czi1TeTKIcrX4wbemrmJDA&prev=/search%3Fq%3Dnicki%2Bminaj%2B2011%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D709%26gbv%3D2%26tbm%3Disch1%2C19289&chk=sbg&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=114&vpy=114&dur=1390&hovh=183&hovw=276&tx=145&ty=147&page=33&ndsp=27&ved=1t:429,r:14,s:785&biw=1280&bih=709">Nicki</a> 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 <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://freakdeluxe.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/Melanie-Fiona-1.jpg&imgrefurl=http://freakdeluxe.co.uk/melanie-fiona-jazz-cafe/&usg=__aCnCrSYIuopXrCQP3EKKqWVIjC4=&h=544&w=420&sz=53&hl=en&start=0&zoom=1&tbnid=ViSVdO2ptWKamM:&tbnh=132&tbnw=105&ei=3s93Td3VHc6DhQf8_q2UBg&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmelanie%2Bfiona%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DX%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D709%26tbs%3Disch:1&um=1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=978&vpy=83&dur=86&hovh=256&hovw=197&tx=109&ty=82&oei=3s93Td3VHc6DhQf8_q2UBg&page=1&ndsp=31&ved=1t:429,r:6,s:0">Kiyrah</a> and <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://cdn.musicfreeloader.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/32247_392202672710_11592717710_4220735_1574423_n.jpg&imgrefurl=http://musicfreeloader.com/download-tyga-popular-f-traid&usg=__a88hIIM9VEiRoPI4zi6KXtvnLlw=&h=698&w=500&sz=63&hl=en&start=0&zoom=1&tbnid=413xNjspmuWypM:&tbnh=139&tbnw=97&ei=HNB3TYI9kriEB5v0gZoG&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dtyga%2B2011%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D1280%26bih%3D709%26tbs%3Disch:1&um=1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=304&vpy=337&dur=793&hovh=265&hovw=190&tx=88&ty=127&oei=HNB3TYI9kriEB5v0gZoG&page=1&ndsp=26&ved=1t:429,r:14,s:0">Tyga</a> 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!