When he came back home,You looked up at your boyfriend. Damien had a black eye, busted lip, and a couple cuts on his neck.

”It’s not THAT bad,mama. You doin’ too much.” He said while you pulled him to the bathroom to treat his wounds.

You started rubbing alcohol on his wounds. He looked up at you with annoyance in his eyes. “I told you bruh…It’s not that bad,you be doin’ too much. I know you just worryin’ but I’m fine.”