The colours of the day was far behind now as the night rode in with pure blackness over the Village of Vincent, hugging the stars under the light of the moon. The night became one, forming quite the monotone beauty by the hillside.

"Fuck me Zaddy" She whispered, breathlessly in his ear while her thighs and arms caressed him. He slowly kissed on her neck making his way to her cheeks and peach lips. 

Ella was a woman of curves and beauty, even her imperfections were perfect, her hair was long and curly.

While they tongue each other down, he gripped the portion of her thigh where the masterpiece of what seemed to be a scorpio with roses was.

Unable to hold unto her any longer, he threw her on the bed with style, becoming one with her body now.

"mmmmm" she moaned licking her  lips while his fingers are now in her.

He flipped her around while she pulled his zip down, sucked him off while he grabbed her hair as a support to balance. "Uhh" He groaled. "Fuck! Bitch!" He continued. He flipped her around, stroking her every two seconds while she sank her teeth and finger nails deep into the cotton fabric sheets.

"FUCKKKKKKK!!!!!!" The two ended. They both lie beside each other staring at the ceiling quite calm and content.

The sun shone softly on the streets, bringing with it a fluffy early morning activity. Inappropriate music could be heard blasting across from where the couple reside. Persons were already seen out loitering, smoking, drinking, some coming outside half naked brushing their teeth.

The two woke up with Ella resting on Shane's arm while he rubbed the back of her hair and played with the thread on the sheet.

"Dang, you tore the sheet?!" He said calmly while laughing. She laughed along with him. "That shit cost money mane" He added. He got out the bed put on his boxers, lit his cigarette and began puffing away.

The sound of notification after notifications could be heard coming from the phone.

"Who's that?" she asked.

-"Hm... probably Joe n' em"

-"Or it's probably one of your bitches"

He shaked his head, then smirked.

"Only bitch I got is you, so wassup?" He said turning.

"Please don't act like you weren't fucking hoes left and right then had the nerve to still come home to me! Boy bye!" She responded beating her chest.

He laughed again. "Don't you ever bring up my past like that" He warned. "You know how I'll get down, be quiet aii?"

The phone notifications were still coming in but he just opened the phone and put it back down.

There was complete silence now between the two.....until she broke it.

"So anyway.....I kinda have something I wanted to talk about" She said softly.

-"What?"

"I want us to move"

He placed his cigarette in the ashtray to her response.

"Hello?!"

- " yeah I heard you, but i dont see why all of a sudden you wanna leave?"

- "Why?! I'm sick of living here, I can't even go out like I use to or anything, I need more inspiration to write too!!" She complained.

He threw her book at her head.

"Think about what happened last night and let that be your inspiration" He said then walked off.

"Oh and fix me sumn to eat  while you're at it!" He yelled on his way to the bathroom.

She got up out the bed, not spread, naked and all, running to look if he's  far away from where she is and took her time to check his phone before he got back.

She noticed it required a passcode. After three trials of wild guesses she finally got in. It was shanelovesella1825 which was the age they met.

She looked through the phone. Not even five minutes into looking she started grabbing her chest, gasping and continued searching through despite the tragedy she's witnessing, in quite disbelief at that. The more she went through it, the more she got irritated. At this point, she was contemplating on whether to confront him or not. After giving it a thought, she threw his phone back down, went downstairs in her robe calm and collective and started to prepare breakfast.

While preparing breakfast. He walked up with his chest showing, towel around his neck and jeans on.

She made him eggs and bacon sandwich then serve it to him. He smiled at her, she smiled right back.
She turned to wash her hands.

There was yet again complete silence.

- "So who's Stacie?"

He looked up at her with disgust.

- " Your not gonna answer me?"

"Why the fuck would you go through my phone?" He asked.

She bickered.

"Noo why the fuck would you do that!!" He yelled now in a deep powerful tone. "I thought we trusted each other....huh?! I thought we did!" He continued.

"Gimmie the phone, where is it?!" He got up and walked towards her, grabbed her by the collar and yanked her back and forth.

"Where the fuck is it?!!!!" He screamed.

Ella was still struggling to get the words out. She was too busy trying to get his hands off her neck.

"Huh?! Answer meeee!!!!" He yelled, clenched his fist, raised it then sack her in the face and she fell to the ground, holding her left eye.
He grabbed the chair in attempt to throw it.

"I don't have it" she responded softly before he was about to.

Pointing his finger at her now he concluded. "Don't you ever go through my phone again! Ever!! You understand me?! n' ion wanna hear about this again, we clear?!"

He walked off then turned around.

"Sorry I had to hit you bae but you can't say you didn't have it coming, being nosy." in a softer tone.

He grabbed his phone and called his friends.

"Yo!! Where y'all at? Start the van I'm on my way" He said grabbing his shirt, walking out, slamming the door behind him.

Ella stood there on the ground holding her face.

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