I Just Might Leave You. . . For Him. . .(Roc Royal Love Story)

      "Baby STOP Please!!" I said crying as he hit me dead in the face again. I was on the floor, Jacob right on top of me, beating the shit out of me, AGAIN! I was getting tired of this bullshit but it was my own damn fault. The purpose of this whole episode was because Chresanto came over to our off campus apartment just to visit me and he came home and thought me and him were up to something, as usual. As soon as Roc, thats what they call Chresanto for short, As soon as he left, all that nice shit with Jacob, hit the fan. He went OFF on me, and that is how it leads up to this shit here. He was choking me out, yellin directly in my face. "Dont EVER have that nigga over my damn house again or you gon get it even worse! I swear to you if I find out you cheating on me, dont even BOTHER coming back to my house you little bitch!" and with that, he slapped me with the free hand that wasn't choking the shit outta me. My face started to swell and my head was spinning, I felt like I was dying. He got up off me and before he could walk out, he kicked me in my stomach and let me lie there in agony. But, before slamming the door on me, he says "Clean yourself up girl, I want something to eat when your done." he smiles then walks out slamming the door behind him. WTF!? This Nigga! He think imma make his hungry ass sumthin to eat after he jus beat me! uh Uh!

       I practically crawl to the bathroom and stand myself up by grabbing onto the sink. I looked at myself in the mirror, My face and body was all bruised up and I had a bloody lip and a black eye. I looked terrible with these big red puffy eyes as well. I couldnt take this shit anymore, I had to get out! Roc was right, I did need to leave Jacob, he was no good, and maybe, jus maybe, I might even give Roc a chance with my heart,  since he likes me so much. Jus thinkin about him made me smile. I cleaned my face and looked at all the leftover cuts and bruises. Im DONE. I barge out of the bathroom and into me and Jacob's room. I grab all of my shit and start throwing it into my suitcases, I put my phone in my pocket and grab all my bags and put them all in the hallway. Right before I was about to walk out of the door, I here footsteps coming up the hall. . . . . I guess im not leavin this place with out a fight. Bring it on bitch! 

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