Best I Ever Had-An MB Story (Completed)

Ch. 13-Love and Abuse

LaLa’s Pov:

~Ray Ray was totally right. I hurt him, I hurt Dee. I hurt a lot of people. Prod and I totally needed to break it off~

Prod: Are u ok?
Me: Yea I’m fine
Prod: let’s go
Me: Prod, I really don’t think that we should be doing this
Prod: what do u mean?
Me: U have a gf, I have a bf. We need to stop
Prod: R u serious right now? We’ve been at it for 3 months now. U can’t be serious
Me: Prod, I’m so serious
Prod: Fine whatever. I can just go back to Dee. Ik she wants me
Dee: actually Prod, I don’t. I hate you and I never wanna see u again
Prod: *grabs wrists* It’s not over till I say it is
Dee: stop ur hurting me
Prod: ur gonna do what I say *releases grip*
Dee: *runs away*
Me: stop treating ur gf like crap. She was pissed when we did this
Prod: and u *gets in my face* We rnt done either. When I tell u guys we’re done, that’s when we’re done. If I call u over, u come over
Me: *laughs* u honestly think u scare me?
Prod: ‘course.
Me: I’m not scared of you
Prod: well u will be *walks away*

~Those next few months were rough. Dee was now in an abusive relationship w/ Prod and whenever either of us tried to leave, he ended up hurting us. I kept trying to tell people but Prod kept threating me~

Prod: *throws me against wall* GET UP
Me: *crying* PROD STOP
Prod: ARE U YELLING AT ME?
Me: no
Prod: thought so
Me: can I leave now?
Prod: not till im done*picks me up and takes me to his room*
~My screams instantly filled the room even though I knew no one could here me~
Me: *sobbing* Prod stop
Prod: no

~When Prod was finally finished, I threw on my clothes not caring how I looked and ran to the closest person I could find: PJ~

PJ: LaLa? What are u doing here?
Me: Please PJ. Prod did it again
PJ: *Sigh* come in *pulls her inside*
Prince: Hi LaLa
Me: Hi Princeton
Prince: what happened?
Me: Prod raped me again
Prince: r u serious?
Me: why would I be lying?
PJ: U need to got to the police
Me: ik. Will u come w/ me?
PJ: yea *grabs keys and walks out* we’ll be back
Prince: ok

~Police Station~

PJ: I’d like to report a domestic violence and rape case
Officer: alright, I’ll need u to fill this out

~5 min later~

PJ: I’m done
Officer: ok, step into the statement room

~inside~

Officer: so are u the victim?
PJ: oh no. It’s my friend Lasherah *points to me*
Officer: so what happened?

~For the next two hours, I gave my statements to the officer and she recorded it after I signed a contract. PJ was able to give a few statements, based on what she had seen~

Officer: Ok thanks *picks up walkie talkie* We have a 10 12 I repeat we have a 10 12. I need 4 officers stat. Criminal is 15 years of age, African-american male. Potenially dangerous. 4 officers stat. No need to worry ma’m. We have this under control
Me: thank you
Officer: we’re gonna need to do the rape kit though
Me: oh, ok

~The officers brought in Prod and I held onto PJ’s arm as he looked at me in disgust~

Prod: don’t think I won’t get out? I’ll find u LaLa. And I will get my revenge
Me: *cowers*
PJ: U don’t scare us. U gonna be locked up for ever anyway
Prod: U wanna fade?
PJ: *laughs* ur so stupid Prod. Take him away officers
Dee: *rushes into station* Are u ok?
Me: well-
Dee: not u *runs to PJ*
PJ: yea I’m fine. LaLa knocked on my door and she be lookin like a hot mess so I took her here
Dee: That’s it?
PJ: yea
Dee: ok, I’ll see u later