Abusive.

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Sky's pov:

Me and Johnathan were walking out of the park after what seemed like the funniest days I've had since I moved here. It was fun. When I'm with him is always fun. I wish I didn't have to go back to the home. Ugh. Its only been a day or two and I already hate it. I already lost track of time.

All I know is that it was like two in the morning and where in this park. But I don't mind. I'm with Johnathan. Me and johanthan were laughing about somethinf then a tall buff guy walked over to us, okay now I'm a bit scared. He was about 5'8. Mexican. Chubby a bit. Shit.

"Monroe where my money at." Holy shit his deep voice makes him scarier.

"Johnson I don't owe you no money" Johnathan. What the hell.

"Uh. Yeah. You do. Pay up."

"I.don't.owe.you.notin man."

"Look...you my boy. Either pay up or there gonna be bullets in ya head"

"Try me johnson. I ain't scared of you."

"You otta be. Remember. Ever since Ruben and that Anthony kid been out the game I rule this empire"

"Man this ain't no empire. This a broken ass park. Y'all broke ass mothafukas just getting high here "

"Don't act like you ain't ever been in the game. Once you in this game you ain't ever getting out."

"I've been out this game for a while now. So leave me the hell alone."

"Then pay up my man."

"I.don't.owe.you.nothing."

"You do man. Look lemme talk to this girl here. See if she know were the money you owe me is"

"One. Get your grammar right. Two. Hell no. Okay? Take anything man. Just leave her alone."

"Nope. Just lemme talk to her. Alright?"

"No man."

I looked at Johnathan in the eye.

"Johnathan.....its okay. I'm tough enough for this shit."

"But sky....I don--"

"I'll.be.alright. Trust me."

"*sigh*...alright. Be careful."

I nodded and walked to this guy who apparently was Johnson.

"What do you need." I said sternly.

"My my. Here. I need to talk to you. Privately."

He looked over my shoulder to Johnathan and back at me.

"Come."

We walked to a little wall painted with grafitti. Greatttttt.

"Okay what do you need" I say being strict.

"My. Well let's just say...this ain't got nothing to do with Johnathan. This gotta do with you. And me."

"Well what did I do. I ain't ever been in this game"

"Your more into this game than you think. You been with Anthony. Johnathan. Ruben. Damn. You into this game like hell. And you ain't even know about it."

"No I ain't. I know them but I ain't in this game."

"Yeah you are. I heard you from Australia."

"What's it to you."

"Just askin. Yano. So uh tell me. How many guys you been with."

He started moving closer. Close enough to push me against the wall with a smirk and basically pinning me down.

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