Pleasing

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Jennifer POV

  This fear. I can only imagine how Sky was feeling. But she had it so much worse.

Suck it up Jennifer. You're fine. No tears. Don't interrupt Marcel, don't ruin Nichelle's night!

So, I did. I accepted to sleepover with the risk of seeing one of the guys again.

I couldn't dare call Marcel, so I texted him. He was hesitant and stubborn since he wanted to see me. But if I saw him, I would break down. I would cry... again!

"Goodnight girly!" I hear Nichelle say across from me. I smile softly before snuggling into the blanket. Her couch is pretty comfy...

It was around 4 in the morning when I needed to use the bathroom.

But once I was washing my hands footsteps were heard. I slowly open the door seeing a figure already in front of me, I quickly say sorry. Soon it hits me it's one of the other guys. He had a smirk, and he skimmed my body. "What do you want?" I ask with a weak tone. Crap. He shrugs with his hands in his pockets. His eyes stayed on my boobs even though I had a regular t shirt on. Quickly he just grabs my breast and I gasp pushing his hand away. "D-do not touch me!" I yell feeling that overwhelming fear erupt. He shakes his head softly laughing "It's just a game, 8/10." He teases pushing me out the bathroom and shuts the door.

I slowly walk back down to the living room grabbing my phone. I walk outside and sit on the porch. My eyes either tricked me or I saw his car. I dial his number and the third ring he answers, and I mumble a sorry for interrupting him.

"Ahh, Chaton, what's wrong." He says with that raspy tone. "Do I need to get you? Tell me right now, just say yes." His voice was stern but filled with concern and I let out a sob. "Y-yes..." I mumble wiping my nose. I could already hear shuffling and soon the car starting up. I was hugging my knees with my mini bag next to me. "Daddy... they touched me..." I whimper. "Who did? Jennifer, breathe for me, si? Can you take some deep breaths for me Chaton? He instructs and my throat and chest were too tight for me to do so. "N-no." I cry out covering my mouth. I hear him sigh possibly pressing on the pedal. "I'm coming Chaton, don't worry." He reassures and I frown with tears coming out.

A good 3 minutes later and I see Marcels car pull up. He quickly gets out of the car jogging over to me. He quickly picks me up and I just sob in his chest. I feel his rub my back as he sets me in the passenger seat. He sets me down and I quickly start to hyperventilate. 

   I slightly look at him and he sighs rubbing my cheek. "J'ai besoin que tu respires princesse. Just breathe." He says softly taking deep breaths with me. I kept hiccupping but it was slightly working. My mind was clouded with just flashbacks.

(I need you to breathe princess)

What game?

8/10 for my boobs? Were they rating me? Is that why he grabbed my butt too? Oh my god... did her brother know?

Is 8/10 good?

He pulls away and quickly slides into the driver's seat as he starts the car and soon starts driving as he rubs my hand.

I fell asleep through the ride as the crying got too much for me.

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When I woke up, I felt a warm embrace. Marcel. He loves to cuddle whether he Denys it or not...

I slightly turn to face his handsome face. His hair was all ruffled up, but it made him look cuter. I smooth his hair a bit, but he soon groans pulling me closer to him. I smile softly.

Last night was horrible...

Sky didn't want any visitors, she didn't answer any texts or phone calls, and the only thing we knew is she' went to therapy. When she was still in the hospital, we found out she almost overdosed. Me and Zenday would send things out front for the nurses to give her. We wanted her to know we were there for her.

But that was a year ago.

There was no anger when we realized she was ignoring us. She was fighting something huge. And we concluded that it'll always stick with her whether she talks to us or not. We want her to be happy!

I should've called Zenday last night. I need Marcel more than anyone but, I also need my friend...

I can't keep relying on Marcel! I'm technically a woman now! I... I need to do things on my own, with just a push from Zenday.

Meeting Marcel was a mistake but I'm glad I did. It's like those mafia books. Seriously. He does everything right it seems. He's so careless about almost everything. But he never shows me those sides toward me.

I sigh laying my head against his chest.