Nevaeh POV
I'm home cooking for my boyfriend Shawn and he gets upset when I don't cook for him or get him something to eat he gets mad over a lot of things I do
Shawn: hey baby
Nevaeh: hey
Shawn: what u cooking
Nevaeh: something special for u
Summer: hey daddy
Shawn: what's little girl
Shawn: summer go upstairs mommy and I need to talk
I automatically knew what was going to happen it happens everyday
Summer; ok daddy
Shawn: who texted you
Nevaeh: no one
Shawn: U CHEATING ON ME *grabbing me by the neck*
Nevaeh: no
Shawn: U BETTER NOT BE BECAUSE U KNOW WHAT HAPPEN LAST TIME
Nevaeh: yes
Shawn: NOW FIX MY DAMN FOOD
Nevaeh: ok
Summer: mommy u ok
Nevaeh: yes baby
Shawn: SUMMER DIDNT I TELL UR ASS TO STAY UPSTAIRS
Nevaeh: DONT FUCKING YELL AT HER U SHUT THE HELL UP
Shawn: WHO THE HELL U TALKING TO *slapping me*
Summer: MOMMY
Shawn: get ur ass upstairs NOW SUMMER
Shawn; get the hell up and fix my damn food
Nevaeh: ok ok
Ring ring
Shawn: who this
Dj: hello
Shawn: why u calling her
Dj: nigga cuz I can
Shawn: idk who the hell u talking to
Dj: let me speak to her without u breathing down her neck
Shawn: ok ok
Shawn: you have 5 minutes make it quick
Nevaeh: hello *crying*
Dj; girl
Nevaeh: yes
Dj: what happen this time
Nevaeh: nun
Dj: bitch I told u I'll kill him any day I told u he ain't no good
Nevaeh: ik but im trying to hold this on for summer sake
Dj: ik but this ain't healthy for u I want u to bring summer and come over my house I'll come get u
Nevaeh: ok
Shawn: TIMES UP GET OFF THE PHONE
Nevaeh: bye girl
Dj: bye
Shawn: give me the phone
Nevaeh: why it's my phone u don't pay my phone bill
Shawn: I pay everything else in the fucking house and didn't I tell u to fix my fucking food
Nevaeh: it's not done
Shawn: what u mean
Nevaeh: u have two feet and two hands fix it urself
Shawn: go in there and fix it now
Nevaeh: NO
Shawn: what u just say go downstairs and fix it now
Nevaeh: No
Shawn: *pushes me down the stairs*
Nevaeh: *screaming*
Summer: MOMMY!!!
Shawn: go in ur room
Summer*hiding behind the door*
Dj: hello oh my gosh wtf happen
Shawn: she slipped
Dj: she ain't fucking slip. SUMMER
Summer: yes
Dj: get ur shoes on ur coming with me
Shawn: no she not
Dj: yes she is
Shawn: NO SHE NOT
Nevaeh: what happened
Dj: girl go put ur shoes on ur coming home with me for the night
Shawn: who said she could leave
Dj: I did
Shawn: well I didn't I own her I can't take her
Dj: watch me nigga
