Esme's POV
1 week laterEsme's outfit
" Why don't you stop fucking acting out huh" Zion said with his hand wrapped around my throat
" Your think I won't kill you huh " he said
If you wondering how I go here we'll you see I was at the club with Elara and your girl was having the time of her life twerking on a nigga a shit and then Zion came and snapped me the fuck up and so that's how where here
" I'm sorry" I said my lips quivering
" Mhm you sorry baby, you think I feel bad for you " he said faking his sympathy
" I should fuck your pussy up, you mine you fucking here me!?" He yelled at me making me shake and nod
He let me go and I gasped
He sat down and lit a blunt
I quickly went up upstairs coughing
His hand mark printed on my neck
Tears streamed down my face
How did get stuck in this situation
I wiped up my face and I turned the shower on
I made it heat up and got my phone and played Summer Walker "Girls need loving too"
I stripped from my clothes and got in the shower
The water ran down my plumped breast and dripped off my
I soaped my rag up and started bathing
I washed my coochie, my booty and washed the soap off my body
I washed my rag out clean and hung it up and turned the shower off
I got out and dried off and wrapped the towel around me
I did my skin care
" Esme where your ass at!?" Zion yelled
" I'm in the bathroom" my voice slightly cracking as I felt like I was go cry
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The Killer
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