What I Learned In L.A. (Sequel to What I learned at Hope Springs)

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"Where you been Micheal?" Brittany said as I walked into the house. She was sitting in the dark and damn near scared the shit outta me when I switched the lights on. "Fuck you scared me." I said. She walked over to me standing in front of me. "I said where you been?" she asked. She was staring at me. "Who did you go see, yo lil bitch? huh?" "What the hell you talking about Brittany?" I questioned. "There's make up all over this fucking shirt and you smell like ass." she said sniffing me. I pushed her away, not hard though. "I'm tired, I don't feel like hearing this shit." I said waking upstairs to the room. I stripped down to my underwear. "Micheal who you slept with?" "Shut up Brittany!" he yelled. "I fucking hate your ass!" she yelled, watch me start acting like you nigga, I swear." I was drunk and she was tripping. "You ain't gone do shit!" I yelled grabbing her by both arms and squeezing them. I threw her on the bed, She wanna trip I got something  for her. I climbed on top of her pushing my lips into hers as she struggled to free herself. "Micheal get off." She yelled. I pinned her arms down above her head. I used my free hand to take my underwear off, and then hers. "Mikey stop!" She yelled, but I didn't. I wrapped my hand around her neck tightly, she gagged for air as I thrust myself into her so hard. Her legs kicked and she tried to get some words out, but couldn't. She was able to free one hand and she scratched my cheek. I slapped her across her face. I continued to pound in and out of her as she cried. "I hate you so much." She whispered once I let go of her neck. She was coughing and trying to catch her breath. I finished inside her and climbed out the bed going to the shower.

Chris

Who the fuck is this? I said in my head as I sat up. Nickia squirmed next to me, and grabbed my shirt to pull me closer to her. I leaned down kissing her forehead and climbed out the bed slipping on some boxers and a tee shirt. The banging continued on my front door and it was aggravating. They better not wake Zion. I went to the door swinging it open, seeing Brittany standing there with Jr. It was kind of cold. And I didn't understand why she or her baby was out this late. "I didn't know where else to go." She said. I took the car seat from her and grabbed her hand, looking outside for Micheal but I didn't see him. "What happened, where  Micheal at?" "At the house, He raped me." She said.

I just stared at her. What she mean he raped her, they married how is that possible. "Brittany I don't understand, y'all are married. I took Jr. out of his car seat and rested him in my arms. "I told you he went out, He got drunk. We argued and he got mad. I told him to stop, and he wouldn't he just started choking  me." She said sitting on the couch,I sat next to her. "Man, I'm sorry Brittany." I said wrapping a arm around her. She put her head to my chest. I kissed her forehead. "Chris are you okay?" I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hey babe, yea Brittany just needed to talk she's gonna stay here tonight." "Oh hey Brittany." She said kind off rude but that could be the result of being woken up this early in the morning. "Come on B, let's get you settled in." I said and I lead her upstairs to the guest room. She put Jr. in Zion's old crib, and went to the other room. "Chris could you sleep with me?" She asked. I looked back at Nickia who rolled her eyes. "I'll be there in a minute B."

I went in the room where Nickia was waiting. She had her arms crossed and looked at me like I was crazy. "She needs me." "She's married Chris, why is she here." "That's my best friend. " "Is that all she is to you?" I sucked my teeth I didn't understand why this was always a issue. "Bruh that's my best friend that's not gonna change, if you don't like it you can go." I said to her. "Stupid ass Nigga, like she can do anything that I did." "Fuck outta here girl." She collected her things and walked downstairs. I made sure she left the house. I locked up after her and went upstairs. Brittany was standing  up looking at the bruises around her neck.

"Come on, come get in bed." I said pulling her a way from the mirror. I didn't want her crying anymore. She just laid on my chest and soon I heard light snores coming from her.

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"Stay here Zi, let me get the door." I told Zion who was just playing in the middle of the floor. I jogged to the door, I already knew who it was before I opened it. He had been calling non stop for the past three days, and I was tired of it. Brittany left and went to a hotel cause she knew he was gonna show up here. I swung the door open punching him right in the nose. We started fighting. Micheal was my Nigga, we had been friends ever since we met, but him touching my best friend wasn't cool, then he raped her. I punched him in his sides to get him off of me. "Alright, Alright,you got it man." He said throwing his hands up in surrender.

I stood to my feet just looking down at him. He sat up holding his nose, I guess I broke it. Really didn't give a fuck he touched the wrong one. "Where she at?" "Why would I tell you that?" Zion walked into the hall where we were. "Mickey." She pointed at Micheal I guess she wanted him to pick her up but I scooped her up away from him she started crying. "No, Uncle Mike is sick." I said. "No." She said laying her head on my shoulder. "Just tell me where she at." "No man, fuck outta here." I yelled. He just stood there looking at me. He wiped the blood from his face, "Ya know I see why you so crazy bout Jaz. She a beast." He said laughing. Wow, was he serious right now. I walked over to the door opening it, "get out!" I yelled. He walked out smirking at me. I shook my head, Brittany deserved so much better then him.

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Micheal is a joke!!!

Jasmine is a joke!!!

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