This story is about 16 year old Kentrell Gaulden and 15 year old Javen Scott. Both recently moved to Atlanta, Georgia due to personal problems. They meet at school and become best friends along with some of Kentrell's fellow friends from where he pr...
^ O'syris and Olivia 😍 February 14, 2019 12:50 a.m Miami, Florida Continuing from last chapter — Javen Khari Scott
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I sighed hearing the door downstairs slam. Chris was finally home after being gone for hours and not telling me where he went. Didn't even care to send me a text telling me he was safe or he would be coming back later.
The door opened and he laughed stumbling his way over to me. Of course he had to be drunk. Now I had to deal with him.
"Don't start Chris." I mumbled when he sat down.
"I ain't think you would still be up." He said planting soft kisses on my shoulder.
"Well I wanted to wait until you got back, since you're here now I can go to sleep. Night." I laid down and he hovered over me.
"No, Chris move." I tried to push him away but he was too heavy.
"Christian." He started to rub on my body while kissing on me.
"Come on." He pulled away sitting up. He tried to pull off my shorts I had on but I held them up. I didn't want to have sex with him. We haven't had sex in months, every since I found out he cheated on me I haven't done anything with him. I didn't know if he had anything and he wouldn't go get checked out.
"Quit!" He snapped at me making me jump a little.
"Stop Chris I'm serious, I don't want to do anything."
"Either give me some of Imma make you give me some." I shook my head, he felt like he was only doing this because he was drunk.
"No, and you're not gonna make me do shit. You need to lay your ass down." I said and he pinned both of my arms down above my head.
"You need to learn to listen." He mumbled rubbing me through my pants. It didn't feel good, I wasn't turned on at all. I plainly told him no and to stop, I didn't know why he was going against my wishes. I started squirming around trying to kick him but he moved like he was gonna hit me so I stopped.
"Just chill ok, relax. Stop trippin." He chuckled lifting up my shirt exposing my breast. I started to cry as my chest heaved up and down. I looked up at his hand as he held both of my wrist tightly. I took my nail digging it down into his skin and he let me go snatching his hand back.
I pulled my shirt back down and he wrapped his hand around my neck holding a tight grip. I grabbed his wrist feeling him tighten his grip. My eyes started to close and that's when he let me go.
I started coughing, gasping for air. In the process of me trying to catch my breath he took that as a chance to pull down my shorts along with my underwear. My neck was hurting so bad. I truly wanted to know why he wanted to hurt me like this.
