Nevaeh POV
After we went to church that Sunday the beating have becoming worse and worse and I can barely walk I can't do anything really because he gets angry all the time but since he's not here and he won't be back for about two hours I decided to invite someone that I'm slow falling in love with this person
Doorbell
Nevaeh: hey Quavo
Quavo: he's not here is he
Nevaeh: nope him and summer are out for their father and daughter day today they never come back till 7 and it's 4 so I decided to call u over
Quavo: so how is everything
Nevaeh: it's getting worse
Quavo: what's going on
Nevaeh: Quavo yesterday I couldn't walk at all because he pushed me down the stairs and I was in so much pain then when I was trying to get up he punched me over and over
Quavo: I want u to be with me
Nevaeh: I would love to get in a relationship with u it's just the more imma around u or the more I do anything that involves u it gets worse
Quavo: well he won't be here for two hours
Quavo leans forward to kiss me
Nevaeh: I'm sorry but I can't do that
Quavo: well at least hold my hand
Nevaeh: ok
Hours later
Nevaeh: Quavo
Quavo: yea what
Nevaeh: I'm sorry but u have to go
Quavo: it's ok I understand
Nevaeh; bye
Quavo: bye
Quavo leaves
20 minutes later
Shawn: hey baby
Nevaeh: hey Shawn
Shawn: something smells good on and tomorrow is Sunday so we going back to church and I swear if u even udder a word it's gonna be worse u understand me *grabbing my arm*
Nevaeh: yes
Shawn: now what u fixing
Nevaeh: some chicken with gravy and green beans and mash potatoes u know that summers favorite
Shawn: I thought I placed my yesterday I don't want this
Nevaeh: well baby listen we always have what u want
Shawn: *smacking the pan off the stove* u see that I don't want that shit
Nevaeh: at least I cooked
Shawn: At LeAsT i CoOkEd bitch I don't give a shit and why u smell like that
Nevaeh: smell like what
Shawn: like a dude
Nevaeh: I've been here by myself because u won't allow me to go anywhere
