SONG OF THE DAY; Jamie Foxx- Fall For Your Type(;
After I finished cleaning the house I went back upstairs to OUR room, and found Ray on the bed watching TV. My body trembled, I felt like I was going to pass out from how much fear held my heart. This man was nothing but sick and manipulative.
"So Jacob who was that on the phone that you where talking to?" Ray asked.
"No body." I said flatly.
"Don't lie to me Jacob, now who was it? I mean you wouldn't say 'I love you' to anybody, so it must be someone important." He said turning his attention to me. His eyes intensely looking over my body.
"Ray it was nothing, so can you please let it go." I said mentally rolling my eyes.
He laughed cold heartedly before getting up and walking over to me. My body stood still, as I watched him move. When he was right in front of me, he roughly grabbed my chin adding pressure to it.
"You don't call no other man baby, nor tell them that you love them. I'm the man for that. You wanna walk around here acting like a man-slut? Hahaha your mom would be very disappointed in you, I mean she didn't raise you to let niggas suck on your cock every day." He said through clench teeth. What he said got to me, he brought my mom into this. How dare he!
I don't know what came over me, but I leaped towards him wrapping my hands around his troth. He clawed at my hands praying them off him. His fist lifted into the air only to come back with a hard force, knocking me in my jaw. I held onto it feeling so much pain emerge, I coughed up blood. He grabbed me by the throat, slamming me into the wall, holding me there.
I clawed at his hands trying to get him off me. His nails dug into my skin putting pressure on my throat causing it hard for me to breath. He had one hand on my throat squeezing the life out of me, while the other gave a cold blow to my stomach. He let me drop to the floor with a thud, while I doubled over in pain with hot tears streaming down my face. Saved by the doorbell.
I'm about to loose my damn mind, this nigga over here whinnying like a little bitch, and won't shut up. Don't get me wrong, I know he's just worried about Jacob. He loves my nephew dearly, but its like SHUT THE FUCK UP. I'm already pissed as it is, because of this cocky ugly ass wanna be Ray-Jay nigro Rayan.
"If you don't shut the hell up with the damn whinnying." I warned. He looked at me and shut his mouth.
The door opened, and there stood the ugly fucker who had my nephew. My body boiled with anger and with no remorse my fist went connecting with his jaw. He stumbled back before looking up at me.
"You dumb ass fuck for not looking through the peep whole, before answering the door." I said glaring down at him. He just smirked at me.
Chresanto went thought the house screaming and yelling Jacob's name. He rushed up the stairs, hearing him slam and close every door was letting me know that he was looking.
"You guys just caused him a whole lot of more pain." Rayan said chuckling darkly.
I pulled the little nigga up by his collar, and spitted in his face. Imma show him how it feels to be treated wrong. I gave him a hard blow to the stomach making him fall over in pain. Then I kicked him dead in his balls, nigga should of kept his damn legs closed. I watched as tears slid down his face, while I smiled in satisfaction. Only because that wasn't all, Chresanto was going to get him next.
I rushed through the bedrooms, looking for the one that Jacob was in. My heart pounding out of my chest. I hope my baby wasn't hurt bad. Than I heard groans coming from the door across the hall. I quickly ran over to it knocking the door down. My baby was in the ground coughing up blood.
The sight of it made my stomach churn. I ran into the bathroom grabbing a towel, when I came out some dude had Jacob by the neck with a knife against his leg. I stood there froze, what the hell was I to do. He plunged the knife into his thigh, Jacob groaned and screamed in agony, tears dropping from his eyes. He twisted it and Jacob screamed even louder.
"STOP IT!" I yelled. Hot tears streaming from my face. I really thought I wasn't going to have to use this, but I guess I have to. I pulled it from out of my pants and...............................
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