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...
October 18, 2020 10:11 p.m Chicago, Illinois Javen Khari Scott
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I was up in my room asleep, finally. I had to literally force myself to sleep because of Dash. He had some friends over and they were being super loud which was annoying. Kept asking my mother to do shit for not only him but them too. Like she was a maid, that pissed me off so I went off on him about that.
Thankfully about an hour after that they got they asses out of here. Now I was just resting, I couldn't wait to leave. I couldn't wait for his ass to die. I missed my kids and my boyfriend. My friends and family. I didn't want to be here. Chicago was filled with nothing but horrifying memories. Being back here only gave me nightmares.
Feeling somebody rub on my body made me jump. My eyes opened and I seen it was Dash.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" I asked trying to sit up but he held me down.
"You tried to embarrass me while my people was here?" He asked angrily.
"No, I was trying to defend my mother. She was tired, I could tell and you and your friends were just giving her orders. That's not coo-"
"Yo mama is fine Ight. She been doing this for years, and not only this......" He smirked.
"You're sick."
"Sick?"
"Yes, mentally fucked up." I guess that made him angry so he hit me.
"Don't ever say that again." A tear rolled down my face and I tried to move him off of me.
"Get off." I cried.
"Was I the deal breaker for why you and your sister left Chicago?" He asked kissing on my chest. I screamed and he only laughed.
"You can do that all you want, who gon get in? The door is locked." I started to feel hopeless, when I started to feel like this I would just give up. But I wasn't going to do that right now, I wasn't about to let him hurt me like this. Not again.
"Dash move!" I yelled and then there was a tap on my window. I looked seeing somebody dressed in black. They had a mask on so I could see their face.
They waved at us with the gun in their hand.
"Dash get off." I said once again, him and this unknown were scaring the hell out of me. I didn't want them to get in the house. It was even more scary when I thought about how the hell they got up here. My room was upstairs so how the fuck did they get all the way up here to my window.
Dash turned around to see what I was looking at. The person pointed the gun at the window so it was aiming at him.
Who was this? Did they know? Were they trying to help?
The person shot the gun but the bullet missed him because Dash moved.
"Who the hell is that?" He asked getting off of me. I quickly sat up rushing in the bathroom. I shut the door making sure to lock it. I sat down with my knees pulled to my chest. I was so scared, so ready to go home.
