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Genesis
                          
"What's wrong with you?" He asked ,looking down at me. I shook my head, trying to get by him and go to my class but he blocked me again.
                          
"There's nothing wrong, why do you care anyway?" I spat. 
"I just saw you crying and wanted to see why.." He claimed. 
"I wasn't crying.." I mumbled. He nodded and raised an eyebrow.
                          
"Oh so you were just sweating through your eyes.." He said. 
I looked away ,down the hall.
"Can I go now?" I asked looking up at him. He shrugged.

                          
"As soon as you tell me what's wrong.. Why you never want people to help you?" He asked. 
"Because I don't have any one that can do that. I don't need help. I need my family and I don't have that.." I said. I don't even know why I went on and told him but I had this feeling it was right. 
                          
"Well I'll be here for you, I don't wanna see you crying anymore. You're way to beautiful for that.." He said, making a smile appear on my face, a smile I haven't smiled since my parents died. 

                          
I had flashbacks of how me and Nate first met , got together. He was so sweet back then, but now he's so different ever since he got in this drug game. As soon as he felt like he was something he wasn't, he just became arrogant . 
                          
I looked up at the time and it was 2:36 in the morning. I couldn't sleep as my face continued to sting from all the pain. I could hear King and Michael downstairs going at it about Nate. 
                          
I went in the guest room bathroom, everywhere in this house is beautiful and big. I looked in the mirror and saw how my left side was swelling up and a cut under my eye was still red. I sighed as I looked through the cabinet and found a first aid kit, cleaning up my wounds. Once I was done, I decided to take a quick shower. 


                          
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After I did my hygiene and applied lotion, I got dressed and had my red hair into a ponytail . I went back in the room and sat on my bed, seeing bout (5) messages from Nate. 

                          
From Nate 👫
Baby I'm so sorry please come back 
                          
From Nate 👫
Why won't you come back?
                          
From Nate 👫 
I'm gonna get help, I promise 
                          
From Nate 👫
I said I was gonna get help but you're still not gonna come back?!
                          
From Nate 👫 
I understand and I'm sorry but I do love you Genesis with all my heart



                          
I shook my head as a tear trickled down, stinging my cut. I threw my phone breaking it, knowing Nate would go to the extreme and try to track me down but I wasn't having it. 

                          
I thought I loved him , I put up with his hits just hoping he would turn back into the old Nate but it never happened. He just said the same bullshit and treat me the same damn way..like dirt. He bought me stuff thinking it would make up for it , I accepted them but deep down I just wanted to be loved again..that's all I ever wanted. Dealing with abandonment issues, love was something I craved - I needed it, from whoever as long as I wasn't alone. 

                          
I shook my head , got up going to the door and wiped my face. I'm done crying over him. It just wasn't meant to be as I can see now but who knows..the right one could be right around the corner. I opened the door and went around the corner and saw King.