Addicted To Novacane by Dak

Author:Dak [Dak]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. Renee Publications
Published: 2022-01-03T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Cold water shocked Ivy out of her sleep. Before she could even get a thought across, her leg was being yanked off the bed. Her slim frame swung like a rag doll as her head hit the hardwood floor.

Her heart was racing and her head was throbbing as the light was switched on.

“Why you playing with me Ivorine!?” Castro's voice boomed through the room. Confusion plagued her, before her anger broke through it all. The minute he let her leg loose she jumped to her feet. Castro charged at her like a raging pit bull. His eyes were bloodshot red.

The minute he stepped through the door Ivy’s phone was ringing, and two text came through on a phone he’d never seen before.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! Why would you do that!?” Ivy barked pushing him in his chest. Her instant rage gave her the strength of a man. She didn’t appreciate his disrespect. Castro never manhandled her. He never lost his temper with Ivy. Instead he’d walk away, come back when he had a cooler head. Instead, a vicious blow of the palm of Castro’s hand met Ivy’s face causing her to stumble. The sting shocked her, causing her to hold her face. Her racing heart shattered on impact. He’d done it. The inevitable, putting his hands on her. That wasn’t who they were. This was the first time he’d gotten physical with her.

Ivy’s mind had always been trained to fight when attacked and this time was no different. Castro had set off a war between them. Both physical and emotional pain made tears well in her eyes but she refused to let them fall. Instead she balled her fist and swung wildly. Castro felt each and every punch. There was nothing weak about Ivy’s blows. They hurt just as much as a grown mans. This was a sport she knew all too well but never with Castro. Growing up Monieka made sure all her children were skilled in the art of whooping ass. They would either have to win a fight or fight her. Right now Ivy was fighting Cas like she’d have no choice but to fight her mother if she didn’t win. She couldn’t believe him.

Ivy smelled the Crown Apple through his pores. Like he bathed in the shit. Castro stumbled backwards trying to grab her hand but it was of no use. Ivy had checked out. She was taken back to middle school. Where she had to fight because she was small and confident. Ivy hated that part of her life. A single-handed slap had taken her there and Ivy was livid.

A hook to Castro’s lip and eye finally sobered him up. He grabbed both her hands and tossed her onto the bed climbing over her. Ivy struggled to be free.

“Keep yo fucking hands to yourself. Who the fuck is calling you at three a.m.!”

“FUCK YOU!! DONT EVER PUT YOUR MUHFUCKING HANDS ON ME AGAIN CASTRO!” Ivy screamed as her voice cracked. Her heart was in shreds.

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