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Jordans P.O.V

Stokeley carried me back to the hotel. i like, Stokeley screaming & being aggressive with me, it turns me on. Trust, i was craving his hard thrusts. He glady fucked me while we argued. I didn't care bc a bitch craved them. I liked his aggressive ways. When i left like 10 minutes after my comments were blowin up & yall know i hate that shit.

Ofc it was bout' stokeley.

I just sang & created more songs while i can.Then daddy found me. After we got to the hotel it was clean & i smiled.

"Awww daddy cleaned" i giggled

"Dont start with yo bullshit" He said i laughed

"No promises" i teased i limp to him & wrap my arms around his stomach while i looked up at him with my lips out, asking for a kiss. He bends down & gives me a kiss i smile & start to jump to reach his lips to kiss him again.

"Stokeleeyyyy stop playin wit me!!" i whined he laughed & bend down to kiss me again. I giggle & sat on the bed. i took off my crop top sweatshirt

"Damn babygirl u getting thick"He said i look at my stomach & he was right i am getting fat. Damn that kind of hurt. I look at him & roll my eyes i grab his big sweatshirt & put it on. I lay down

"Ima go to sleep" i said he nodded & kissed my cheek

"Get ya rest babygirl I'll be with jahseh if anything" he said pecking my lips

"Fosho"i said pecking his lips again. He closed the door. I get up & limp to the restroom. i pull stokeleys sweatshirt up & see my stomach i rub my hands around it as tears began to form in my eyes. I am fat. I don't think stokeley would want me fat. I saw his face when he said i was getting thick, that hurt. I stopped thinking when i felt something heavy in my throat.

I open the toilet & throw up, coughing at the end. I clean my mouth but i continued to throw up. After 3 minutes straight of throwing up i flushed the toilet & got up. I brush my teeth & continue to look at myself in the mirror. Tears formed in my eyes again. I pinched myself but nothing happened like i wanted.

I grab the shaver & took a blade out. I was thinking if i should do it or not. I just said fuck it & began to cut lines onto my stomach. After around 10 lines of cuts i stopped & watched the blood drip from my stomach & from the blade to the ground. After a while of staring i cleaned everything up & limped out the restroom. It looked like if nothing happened.

I lay in bed & look at the ceiling, hoping it had little stars & hearts that glow, i slowly turn to my side & just stare at the white ugly wall, hoping it could turn black.

Didnt work.

I put my hand in the sweatshirt & start to feel the cuts. I flinched a bit. The cuts were looooonnnggggg & deep. I went to sleep with pain going thru my body.

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i wake up in so much pain. I groan & grab my stomach but i instantly pulled my hands away as more pain hit. Tears formed in my eyes but i wiped them away. I pull the sweatshirt up & see the cuts. They were dry, blood hasn't came out witch is good. I get up & grab my phone & call Jahseh

"Wassup shawty?" He answered

"W-where u at ?" I questioned

"In my room with Angelise why wassup u good?" He questioned

"N-no i aint g-good is stokeley there ?" I questioned again

"Yeah want me to pass u him?" He asked

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