Chapter 37

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When I woke up, I had a splitting headache. I looked to my left and saw Blake sleeping next to me. He's a cute sleeper. I tried to get out of the bed without waking him, but I failed. I fell on the floor, making a loud thud. I just lied on the floor, naked, laughing silently. I was finally able to stand with the help of my nightstand. I looked at Blake, who was laughing.

"What were you doing on the floor?" he asked still laughing.

"I fell outta the bed."

"I see you're walking funny again," he said as I tried to walk out of the room. I turned around to see a smirk on his face.

"Shut up!"

•in my head•
My hoe ass has got to stop havin' sex with him!

I started to walk out of the room again, but my knees buckled & I fell on my face. I just lied there with my face on the floor and screamed in frustration. Blake was laughing even harder and I started laughing with him. I rolled over on my back and saw him standing over me.

"Do you need some help?"

"That would be nice."

He picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. I turned the water on then got in the shower.

"There are extra toothbrushes in that closet if you wanna brush your teeth," I said before closing the shower door.

I washed my sins away for about 45 minutes, then got out and dried off. I walked back into my room and put on some boy shorts and a bra.

"Do you always just walk around naked?" Blake asked smiling.

"Yeah. That's how I got my confidence," I replied.

I put on a black crop top, tan shorts and my all black vans. I got my Ray-Bans off the dresser and got my purse and walked out of my room. After Blake put on his clothes, he followed me out.

"I'm goin' out with Monique, but you and DJ are still coming over later, right?" I asked as we left the house.


"Alright, I'll see you later then."

"Okay." He kissed my forehead then went to his car.

I got in my car and drove around the corner to pick up Monique.


We went to go Panera Bread since that's where Monique wanted to go. We ordered our food and decided to sit outside.

"Did you go to class today?" I asked.

"Nah," she said in a low groggy voice.

"Is that because you're hungover?"

"Not really."

She took off her big sunglasses and revealed her black eye.

"What the fuck Monique?!"

"I didn't get home until 3 this morning and as soon as I walked in the door, he hit me. When I fell I kicked me repeatedly and called me a whore."

She started crying and I got pissed and sad at the same time. This poor girl is bawling her eyes out and I don't know what to do. I moved to the seat next to her to comfort her.

"Nique, you need to leave him," I said calmly.

"I can't!"

"DJ told me why you won't leave him," she started crying harder, "Mo, I'm not scared of him. We gotta get you way from him."

"You may not be afraid of him, but I am. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Listen, nothing's gonna happen. Troy's all talk, he's just tryna scare you. After the concert on Saturday, were gonna try and get you outta that house. Just trust me."

She gave me a faint smile and a tight hug.

"Oh, DJ also told me about what happened at the restaurant. How did he know you were there?"

She was hesitant at first, "he has a tracking device on my phone and on my car."

"Who the fuck does that?"


"Come on!" I said getting up.

"Where are we going?" she asked. She was very jumpy.

"First we're gonna go get you a new phone and then we're gonna get your car and take it to get that damn tracking device removed. And you're staying with me tonight, I don't want you in that house with him."

We left the restaurant and went to Verizon. There was no way in hell I was gonna let my best friend be scared and jumpy while I was here. I was determined to keep her safe, even if that meant putting my life on the line.

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