𝟒.) 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.

                                    

                                          
Y/N's pov
Location: Home (same night) 
I stayed up late tryin to see if I would get anything from that boy and I didn't. I was restless, tossing and turning, every time I had the urge to go to sleep I just couldn't no matter how hard I tried. my man laid asleep beside me and I'd jus stare at him for a little before letting out a deep sigh.
I didn't love him at all but it felt like I was so trapped with him. scared and not knowing what could happen to me if I even made a wrong move with him he could hurt me physically and mentally just how he usually did. exactly why I felt so connected Brent for some reason. I was so drunk last night I don't even recall on half the things that went down. I was hoping I didn't make a complete ass of myself but all I knew is that he at-least kept me safe?
He felt like the missing piece I never knew I needed. but nah I'm trippin you don't even know this man and you acting like you really feel something for that nigga? you got a whole man at home....what are you thinking Y/N? I silently thought  to myself. 
 My mind filling with all the thoughts that I probably shouldn't think as my mind  slowly started to drift off into thoughts of Brent's warmth, the strength of his arms wrapping around my frame and his breath on my neck was like a breath of fresh air and how his sex game was so stupid. *way better than what I was getting at home*
Giving up on trying to get any type of sleep I roll over to grab my phone off the charger. 
"y/n, what I tell you bout getting on your phone while I'm sleeping." Khalil says calmly slowly looking over at me however the tone of his voice had me terrified. "I-I can't sleep Khalil.." I whisper trying not to say anything wrong to trigger him. "Maybe if you wasn't out with them hoes you call friends you'd be able to fucking sleep, now lay yo ass back down til' I wake up" he responds coldly. "Whatever.." I quietly mumble. "Tf you jus say ? HUH?" his voice getting louder as he quickly sits up and grabs be by my neck harshly. 
"Nothing bae I ain't say nothing-" Id add struggling to breathe a little. "Nah you had so much to say right ? RIGHT ?" he cuts me off. by now he's on top of me still squeezing his hand around my neck. "No I don't have nothing to say im sorry !!" my voice cracking a lil bit while tears start brimming at my eyes. "oh aight then." he lets go of me roughly and gets up, making his way out of the bedroom. 
I sit there silently crying with my hand resting on my neck. I get up and go to the bathroom looking in the mirror *God why?* I thought while I silently cried. I don't know how to save myself from this situation. my friends can't help me, not really in contact with my family and my dad is jus gone...and for some reason Brent was the only positive thing I could think about. 
"Hurry up out that bathroom and come lay the fuck down !" Khalil yells from the bed nonchalantly. "Here I come.." I wipe my tears and turn off the light leaving out the bathroom going back to the bedroom. walking towards him and getting in the bed as he scooted me closely to him before saying "Where the fuck is your phone?" he said annoyed as he tried looking around for it in the bed "I have it..." I responded worriedly as I felt my heart rate increase "Give me that shit, youn' need it since you can't listen to what I fucking tell you." 
Khalil snactched the phone from my hand and placed it on his side of the nightstand, he then noticed how he was acting towards me decided to pull me into his chest kissing me I was so uncomfortable "you know I love you right? I hate yelling at you...but you just do these things that piss me off so much." Khalil said firmly caressing the side of my face. "I'll make it up to you later, let's just get some sleep." He whispered in my ear wrapping his arm around my waist and I fell right to sleep...
That was until I was awaken to Khalil mumbling under his breath and nudging me roughly to wake me up. "Who the fuck is Brent?! and why is he in your phone?!" he would spit out, my heart dropped and my eyes widened as I heard the name Brent and saw my phone in his hand open on a text message from him asking if I had gotten home safely. *aww* I silently thought to myself. 
"Please baby, just let me explain it's not what it see- nah fuck that" I started to say but he cut me off and his fist connected to my jaw and grabbed me by the neck dragging me out the bed pinning me to the wall. "You out here fucking other niggas? HUH ?!" he yelled taking his other hand he hit me one last time in my right eye before letting go causing me to drop to the floor I felt myself slowly lose consciousness. "Dumb ass bitch." Khalil mumbled storming out of our bedroom.