Savannah 👈🏽 and Zeynep 👉🏽 in MM
Savannah
"Zey! Open the door! Zeynep!" I crazily banged on my younger sisters door.
She swung the door open looking at me like I'd lost my mind but quickly stepped aside letting me in once she realized I was drenched in rain.
"Girl what the hell?" She walked back to her linen closet grabbing me a towel while I waited by the door.
"My car broke down, I dropped my phone in a puddle trying to see what the hell was wrong with my car and then it started pouring while I walked here. What the actual fuck." I complained wiping myself off thoroughly with the towel.
"That's.... eventful." She looked at me suspiciously. "Where was Bry when all of this was happening?"
"Bryson is at work Zey." I chuckled.
"Where does he work again?"
"Zeynep!"
"Street pharmacist.. right."
I shook my head looking away from her. This is why me and Zey weren't close. She damn near treated me like the little sister sometimes.
"Where's your car now?" She waved for me to follow her back into her room so she could grab me some new clothes.
"Down the road, by the corner store." I grabbed the clothes from her.
"Alright, go get washed up while I call the tow company." I nodded going into the bathroom and stripping of my wet clothes. I gave myself a once over in the mirror and noticed the rain had caused my makeup to run, thus revealing my bruised lip. I'd left all my makeup in my car like an idiot so I had no choice other than to ask Zey.
"Shit." I mumbled to myself. "Zeynep!" I yelled.
"Yeah?"
"Do you have make up in here by any chance?"
"Why you need make up Sav? Just get washed up and once your car is being taken care of and the weather chills I'll take you home."
I groaned to myself and gently placed my hand on the bruise flinching at the immense amount of pain that this small bruise was causing.
I stepped in the shower as the water brought a rush of calm and warmness to my body. I lathered my body in soap making sure to clean every inch. I quickly washed my hair and rinsed off. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my wet body. I stood in front of the mirror once again while I dried off and put on the clothes Zeynep got for me. Once I was fully dressed and I placed everything in the dirty basket I stood in the mirror thinking of how to cover the bruise.
I decided to move most of my hair to one side, covering half of my face. Satisfied, I shut the bathroom light off and walked back out to where Zeynep was.
"You called the towing company?"
"Yeah, they're handling it." She flipped through her magazine.
"Thanks, I appreciate it. I can't believe my car-"
"I can't believe you're gonna keep lying." She nonchalantly continued flipping through her magazine.
"What?" I furrowed my eyebrows at her.
She glanced up at me and chuckled looking back down at the book. "Where's the bruise?"
"Zeynep what the hell-"
"Where's the bruise you need to cover up with make up Savannah?"
"Zeynep I don't have a bruise."
She looked back up at me tilting her head. "Gonna assume it's somewhere hiding under you hair." She closed her magazine standing up. "So tell me, was it Bryson or was it one of his hoes?"
I squinted my eyes at her deciding if I should continue to lie or just tell her the truth being that I couldn't keep anything from her. "Tyra." I mumbled.
"Hm." She poked out her bottom lip nodding. She turned out grabbing her car keys and a umbrella. "Let's go."
"Zey."
"I didn't ask Savannah, let's go."
I bit my bottom lip and sighed following behind her. She unlocked the doors to her 2012 all black BMW and we both got in as she started up the engine and we sped out of her drive way.
I so badly wanted to question where we were going but Zeynep's temper was lethal. Once she was mad the best thing to do was to just stay quiet and hope she didn't act to recklessly.
We soon arrived to Tyra's apartment and Zey killed the engine and got out abandoning the umbrella and dashing to Tyra's front door. I got out following behind her with the umbrella as she banged on the door three times.
"I'm not opening the door to be jumped." Tyra yelled from the other side of the door.
"Open it or I'll kick it in." Zey said in a calm but demanding tone.
"Id like to see you try."
Zeynep placed her hands on her hips chuckling to herself. "Okay."
She stepped back a couple steps and kicked the door full force almost knocking it off the hinges.
"My kids are in here!" Tyra yelled.
Her kids stood in the hall area watching in horror. I walked over to them kneeling in front of them. "Go in your room babies, mommy will be right in there."
"We can't leave mommy." The oldest said.
"Go in the room or watch mommy get her ass tapped, I don't give a damn either way!" Zeynep snapped and I looked at them with pleading eyes as they scurried off to the room.
I stood up and turned around watching Zey stand kissing distance away from Tyra.
Tyra looked back and forth between the both of us and Zeynep grabbed her by her chin forcing her to look at her. "Bitch I'm standing in front of you, not her."
"I will fucking call the police, how dumb can you be?"
Zeynep furrowed her eyebrows chuckling and reached in her back pocket pulling out her iPhone 6s unlocking it and handing it to Tyra. "Call."
Tyra snatched the phone but her hands were extremely shaky. She looked up at Zeynep while she hesitated to dial the number.
"While we're waiting on you to dial, Sav would you like to tell me what little miss Tyra here did?"
I looked at Tyra who looked at me with begging eyes and I smirked. "She flattened my tires while I was at the corner store and snuck me as I was walking out. Threw my phone and took off."
"Why would she do such a thing?" Zeynep questioned never stepping away from or breaking eye contact with Tyra.
"Bryson." I mumbled. "She wants Bryson."
"I don't want him! He's mine! My three kids prove it!"
Zey looked at Tyra who was shaking and snatched the phone from her hand tossing it back to me and decking Tyra in the jaw all in one swift movement.
Tyra fell back into the couch only to be yanked off by her hair.
"Get the fuck up and square up you got 5 seconds, I'm counting."
"Listen I won't fuck with your sister anymore."
"3."
"Zeynep.." I mumbled.
Before I knew it Zeynep lunged at Tyra again punching her again. This time blood flew from her mouth as she fell back and Zey stomped her time and time again.
Zey gripped her by her hair forcing her up onto her knees. "Let me make something clear. She-" she pointed at me "may not be a fighter but I will gladly lay you the fuck out about her. Now you tell Bryson I paid you a motherfucking visit and next time I won't be so friendly. You can also tell him that he won't be seeing my sister again. That leaves you no reason to be a dumb bitch and fuck with her again, cool?"
"Fuck you." Tyra spat her blood into Zeynep's face earning her a boot to the face knocking her clean out.
"The feeling is mutual." Zey wiped off her face and shot me a look letting me know it was time to go and I hastily followed behind her. We both jogged back to her car and she unlocked the doors as we got in.
"You need something from his house?" She questioned with her eyes glued to the road.
"Um, my clothes and stuff."
"You wanna go get it today?"
"I think that'd be best."
She nodded as she made a U-turn heading back to Bryson's home, which we lived in together.
Once we arrived we quickly got out and went inside. Upon entrance I noticed Bryson sleep on the couch.
"Go pack your stuff." Zey instructed and I went back into my room packing everything that belonged to me.
I was interrupted by Bryson's loud screams. "Get the fuck up!" Zeynep yelled.
A tear fell down my cheek as I packed my clothes. 3 years with Bryson and it was all being thrown away. Had it not been for Zey being here he probably would have been able to talk me into staying like he always has. This was for the best because I know I deserve better. It's one thing to be abused by Bry, but when I'm being attacked by his females as well that's more than enough for me.
Once I finished packing I rolled my suit cases out to the living room where Zeynep was holding Bryson's own tazer up against his neck.
"Baby."
"Don't say shit to her Bryson I'm not fucking with you."
I gave him one final glance and shook my head walking out the door with Zeynep close behind. I packed my things in her trunk and got in her car.
I was pulled into a tight hug and I bursted into tears.
"It's gonna be okay Sav, I'm here." She rubbed my back as I hopelessly sobbed.
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