Page 52 of Her Loyalty

"I'm sorry." I begged as he then roughly slammed me up against the wall while tears streamed down my face. I couldn't believe he was doing this to me right now. But obviously my tears didn't faze him one bit as he continued to look at me with a death stare.

"I'm sorry, Dominic." I cried to him and he scolded me, shaking his head.

"You know you just fucked up." He started, still choking me.

"It's really takin' everything in me not to catch a domestic right na' bit-" He stopped, finally letting me go and walking away from me.

My eyes went wide as he did and I couldn't believe he was about to call me a bitch.

"Go ahead. Call me one." I challenged, snatching him back toward me by his hoodie.

"Go ahead, dummy. Do it." I snapped as he roughly snatched away from me, walking off again.

"Gon' ahead T before I really hurt your feelings." He chuckled to himself.

"Do it." I followed him, pulling him again.

"Go ahead. So I can leave and never talk to you again." I expressed, wiping the tears out of my eyes.

"Go ahead." I challenged, sick of all this shit.

"Do it so I can know you really don't care anymore." I went on, getting in his face as I backed him into the wall.

He scoffed, looking away from me before he looked down to me again with dead eyes.

"Bitch." He spoke sternly, instantly breaking my heart into a million pieces with just one word.

Before I could even think, I broke down. I forcefully tried to kick him in the balls but he dodged it, roughly pushing me away from him. Tripping over something, I fell to the floor hard, crying my eyes out.

"Go ahead home, shawty. Before I really catch a case." He spat, gripping his gun in his pants as if my feelings meant nothing to him.

"This shit over. I told you that already. I don't even know why you pulled up." Hearing those words broke me down even more.

"Whatchu came cause it's our anniversary?" He scoffed.

"Fuck this dumb ass anniversary. Shit don't mean nothing to me." He spat and my sadness quickly turned into anger.

"I fucking hate you!" I screamed out as I stood to my feet and I swung roughly, making my fist connect to his jaw.

I was so pissed off, I hadn't even realized what I was doing. I just wanted to fight. I immediately stopped though once I noticed that I'd busted his lip. He grabbed at it, looking down at all of the blood.

"Dominic." I went on crying, I didn't like the fact that he was hurt. And because of me at that.

I was on an emotional rollercoaster right now. I wanted to rip his head off but I still loved him. I just didn't know how to place my anger. This whole situation was just messed up.

"You called me a bitch, Dominic. And you grabbed your gun like you were going to pull it out on me." I continued to cry as he wiped the blood away with the back of his hand.

"You promised you never would." I went on but he was completely ignoring me now. He didn't give a damn about a word I was saying.

Seconds later, the front door bursted open and Deja flew in, squaring up with me. Though I knew that all of this was wrong, I didn't hesitate to fight her. We started going at it.

"Oh shit!" I could hear Zay and Leek yelling as we started knocking things over, swinging on each other like strangers in the street.

"Yo, break that shit up."

"Break it up." I heard someone saying as Dej and I crashed into the coffee table. Cracking it right down the middle.

"Yo, stop!" I heard Dominic's voice, roughly pulling us apart.

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