sneaking out late one night, luna runs into a criminal on the street who she quickly falls in love with. his looks are intimating and his voice is deep and thick.
he was definitely her type and he knew it too.
what happens next? read to find out...
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Luna Gracie Walker(17) Chicago, Illinois 1:50am
"hey, mama i'm going to the store i'll be back okay?" i say to her giving her a peck on the cheek.
"girl, it's 1 in the morning. you do not to be going to the store. its dangerous"
"it's just to grab a few things that's all" there was no way i was going to win this battle but i decided to discuss this with her anyway.
"no. my answer is no and that's final. i don't want to hear any more of it"
with a huff i ran up the stairs and turned on the light. getting out of my pjs, i slipped on some baggy pants and a black hoodie with some boots.
my mama usually goes to sleep at 11 so all i had to do was wait for her to go to bed and thats my opportunity to sneak out the window.
once i heard her door close i got off my bed and locked my door. climbing out the window as quiet as i could, i hopped down and started walking with my head down.
to many damn men roaming the streets at night. with me being 5'2 and walking alone i got no chance standing up to these strong ass men.
a minute after walking i heard a commotion up ahead. my curiosity got the best of me so I put my hood on and peeked around the corner.
there stood a dark, young and tall handsome man. he had a gun in his hand which was pointed at the couple.
the other man holding his girls hand pleaded for his life, while all the woman did was sob. she wore expensive clothing and well dressed. how did this couple put themselves in this type of situation?
bang!
i gasped as i watched the man and woman fall dead to the floor. a pool of blood was now starting to form around their bodies. i quickly picked up my paste when a voice behind me called out to me. shit.
"y-yes?" i stammered. i looked up to the man who called to me. oh, god he was so fucking hot. i could feel my stomach turning into a knot and my legs starting to shake.
he was dark skinned and had dreads. his jeans were low and he had tattoos all along his arms and neck. he wore a black shirt with a gold chain hanging around his neck. fuck, i could feel my pussy throbbing just by looking at him.
"what yo lil ass doing out here at this time of night?" he asked me. his voice was deep and intimidating.
"just walking to the store to grab some snacks" i replied.
"take ya ass back home. ion wanna see you around here no more"
sir yes sir.
"o-okay" fuck, i need to stop stuttering. i sound like a damn idiot. but i didnt listen to him. i was fucking hungry and kept walking towards the store.
"what did i just say? i said take yo ass home. your home aint that way"
"whatever" i mumbled. i turned around and walked towards my home hungry.
as i walked home all i could think about was that man that i just ran into. pictures of him doing nasty things to me put a smile on my face.
pinning me against the wall, his soft juicy lips running along my neck as i held onto him right, wanting more and more of him.
swirling his tongue in my mouth and hearing his heavy breathing as we made love was all i could think about him doing to me. ruining every inch of my body.
climbing back into my room i tiptoed to turn the light back on and looked behind me. my mother sat on my bed.
"my god, ma. you almost gave me a heart attack" my hand held my chest as i was startled by her presence.
"luna, i told you to not leave the house. why are you disobeying me?"
"mama, i'm sorry. i was just hungry and wanted to get a couple of things"
"don't let it happen again. i love you, goodnight"
"goodnight, mama. i love you to" i kissed her forehead and she got up, walking to her room to fall back asleep.
i closed the door and locked it once more. how did she get in my room when i locked it in the first place before i left? oh well.
slipping my boots off, i thought of the man again. i never got his name or his number. fuck.
being a seventeen year old girl and thinking about boys i wasnt with was a bummer. especially that guy. hes all i thought about as i tried to put myself to sleep.
