"I don't know what's up with him. I would've left a long time ago." Allen said giving me a piece of tissue.

"I just don't understand why he-why he-why—"

"Just catch your breath." Allen said as he rubbed my back.

I took some deep breaths as I tried to catch my breath.

"Why do you let him treat you like that? You're worth more than how he's treating you."

"Oh, you noticed how he been treating me?"

"I have for a while but I didn't want to just butt in my homeboy's relationship."

"I-I-I—"

"Brandy, get in here!"

I jumped straight up.

"Look, you don't have to do what he says."

"I got to."

"Brandy, he's not your d**n daddy."

"But I got to. If I don't...I know what's going to happen later."

"Why? What does he do?"

"You know I c—"

"The f**k you in here saying to him?" DeVante said as he stared at me.

"Nothing. He just wanted to make sure I was ok."

"Allen, I think it's time for you to leave. I got some business to handle."

"Nigga, I ain't leaving."

"You wanna bet?" DeVante asked as he pulled his shirt up.

DeVante was carrying a gun around his waist.

"DeVante, where did you get that from?" I asked as I stared at the gun in shock.

"Well, I'm taking Brandy home." Allen said trying to grab me, but DeVante threw my arm down.

"My girl ain't going nowhere. Leave before I put a cap in yo a**."

Allen stared at DeVante as he left.

DeVante made sure everyone was gone.

"Why you played me in front of my friends, huh?" DeVante said as he locked the front door.

"B-B-B—"

"See, you finna say another lie." DeVante said as he got closer to me.

"Baby, please. No, I wasn't please. I'm sorry!" I said backing up as tears fell down my eyes.

"You ain't sorry, B!"

I jumped as DeVante grabbed me tightly and started shaking me.

"Why you made me look like a fool? Huh?"

"Baby, I—"

DeVante threw me on the bed.

"Baby, please. Just let me go home. I'm sorry!"

"Shut up, Brandy!" DeVante said as he squeezed my arm tight.

I started crying because I couldn't feel any sensation.

"B—"

DeVante covered my mouth as he unbuttoned my shirt.

Not this again.

I started screaming, but I gave up once DeVante continued to do his thing.

Tears streamed down my eyes.

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