He opened the cabinet and quickly looked at me
I ran past him and hopped across the bed then Rolled under
The look I saw in his eyes was not no where near normal
" BRO WHAT THE FUCK WAS YOU DOING IN HERE THE FUCK ALL THESE BOTTLES UP IN HERE For" he yelled coming out the bathroom
I stayed under the bed quite
I felt his hands on my ankles and I was yanked from under the bed getting a carpet burn on my stomach and arms
" YOU GON ANSWER ME" he said yanking me up off the floor
" your scaring me you never got this mad" I said starting to get terrified
" Do it look like o give a fuck you got about thirty fucking empty bottles under the sink" he said holding my head up aggressively so I was looking at him
" mooove Jah get off my face" I said trying to move his hand but only causing him to squeeze harder
" do you know what your fucking doing to your body dumb ass" he said looking me in my eyes
" DO YOU KNIW WHAT YOUR DOING TO MY FACE" I said back while yelling
" do you fucking been hiding shit from me for how long" he said laughing
I knew whenever he laughed while he was mad that it was not gonna be good
" no" I said lowly
" so what the fuck is that" he asked pointing to the bottles
" I was doing a fucking bottle collection" I said
He gripped my neck
" what the FUCK IS UP WITH YALL FEMALES AND LYING" he yelled on my face
I grabbed his neck and he started laughing
" you just like these other bitches I been wit" he said tightening his grip to the point I was struggling to breath
I started digging my nails into his face but it wasn't faseing him
"L-l-let me go" I choked out
" no I want you to feel the pain your causing me" he said using both hands this time
I saw my sight fading away I looked him in his eyes and saw nothing
This was not him
As soon as it was about to go all black he let go and I fell out on the bed gasping for air
" your dumb as FUCKKKK" he yelled out
I continued to gasp for air while he talked
" fucking dumb ass nigga your fucking up your body witcho dumb ass" he said looking at me aggravated
" WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU SIT THERE AND DRINK ALL THEM GOT DAMN BOTTLES" he yelled making me jump a little then gasp
He just stared at me
" THE FUCK YOU GON SAY" he shouted
" w-w-when ranza died I-i
" Bro I don't even give a fuck I'm READY TO GET THE FUCK..... ASAP" he shouted
" huh" I mumbled touching my neck
" SHUT THE FUCK UP" he screamed at me as he stormed out the room while slamming the door
I laid in the middle of my bed thinking about what happened
I felt pain shooting through my neck and body so I just went to sleep
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