“Just give it to me,” she yelled and snatched it from him but Elijah shot daggers at her and took back his cellphone.
“I will go to bed now. You can do what you want, I should have just left you out there to die. You are nothing but an eyesore and an ungrateful bitch.”
He leaned against the shabby sofa and shut his eyes with the newspaper covering his face. Elijah has had enough of her.
“Huh?! I thought he was going to sleep. What the hell is he doing? Is that where he is supposed to sleep? What the heck?!”
With anger growing inside her, she took out one of her shoes and threw it right in between his little rod, the very core of his manhood. “Wake the hell up, you fool!”
“s**t! I should have known you would trouble. What the hell?!” He snapped, twisting his face to soothe the pain.
