Isabel is a getting a second chance at life when getting accepted to NYU, nobody ever leaves the ghetto. Her fears of never leaving become true when her brother leaves her for dead in a car accident. His lifestyle put Isabel at risk when she ends up...
"Just go upstairs Isabel..." I smirk at her fluffy lips wickedly. I can imagine what she tastes like in my mouth.
She looks so beautiful broken, from her stain cheeks to her tangled curls.
"Umm... w-where?" Her plump lips quiver at my presence. Her mind was interlaced with confusion and bitterness.
I rush up the colorful glass stairs yanking on her wounded wrist, forcing her to follow.
"Please." She pleads out to me in pain as she yanks her wrist back. Too bad for her, I find pain attractive. A woman pleading out for a savory is something wickedly sick, but just turns me on in all the right places.
"Mm" I lowered my head down to her wounded wrist. It was stained with her blood and dirt. I softly kiss her wounded wrist with my lips.
Her pain was so satisfying...
"Ayooooo!!!"
I knew that irritating voice from anywhere... it was Gale.
" Damn brooo who dis shorty?!?" Gale bursts out in laughter.
Mmm, so he seen. But I ain't finna let my pride be given up that easily. Slowly my head raises from her wrist while giving a sinister look at Isabel.
"Y-you o-o-?" Her voice was so delicate, I'll feel bad for what I'm about to do.
*SLAP!*
Using all my force, I slap her left cheek causing her to fall, tumbling down the few stairs she walked up. She struggles to catch herself in the process.
*THUMP*
Her head smacks hard on the black tile after falling. I ain't mean to push her that hard, but it's whatever she shoulda caught herself.
"Know your place bitch. Do as I ordered, or you'll get a fucking bullet." She's replaceable and worthless like the rest of them. She never be like.....
"Damn bro why always so cruel, but come on I gotta talk to ya." He pats my shoulder, I can tell he was trying to pull my attention away from her.
Maybe I just wanted to stare at her sexy stained body just lay there hopelessly. Maybe I wanted to see her suffer like Madalina did to me...
I shook my head at my cold hearted words then played with my braids.
"Let's just go vip, I need a blunt" I huffed at him in disappointment at my actions. I could tell he noticed it.
I started walking away from him and Isabel, heading towards vip wing. This is where I can kick back and relax till I'm bothered.
"Wait up bro!" He jogged lightly after me, once catching up to me he swung his arm around my shoulders.
"Why you so stressed?" He questions me with a laugh. I swear he can be a idiot at times, Papa coming, I just got into a shoot out, there is a rat here, and I got beef again with the Italian mafia.
I wasn't even finna waste my breath onna answer. I plopped my ass on the red booth seats and kicked my feet up on the table.
"Aii Aii Aii I getchu, but fuck is you finna do?" Gale slides in the booth next to me handing me a rolled up joint.
"Gale..." I lite the joint up before finishing my sentence and ghosted that shii.
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