Sage & Scars

✦ "𝐖𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮"

"What the fuck do you mean sexual
assault!?"

-"That's exactly what I told him, girl! These kids use just any type of excuse not to do what you tell them to do!!"

((Zions POV; Sometime after the party)
I heard my mother tap into the phone. Me and her just talked, Talks with her usually end up with her discussing it with someone else, I've never understood why she liked to do that, She tells everything but at this point, I didn't care.

Yea, you heard her correctly, She was running her mouth about me as usual. It took me a lot of courage to even tell her something happened. I told her a partial truth of the shit that went down at that party telling her somebody weirdly touched me and I had to end up fighting them  to explain why I came home beat up so bad that night, Also because rumors were going around at school, which was stuff like "Zion got too drunk at the party, and that he couldn't handle his liquor," "causing him to black out and embarrass himself." Everyone claimed that I was acting wild, hooking up with random people at the party probably because Trevon told them too, and that's why I left in a hurry. But in reality, Trevon had drugged and raped me after 2 years of them knowing each other, So I want to tell you the truth about that night...

I don't remember how it went because I guess my brain wants me to forget that night, but I can tell you what I do remember as I wash the dishes..because if I didn't my mother would turn my ass to stone.

Now I'm gonna tell you about the worse night of my life;
Two months ago I was 16 at the time, I've never really been that popular at school, You could call me a popular loner if anything. When I went to school my locs covered my eyes, My headphones draped over my shoulders and my hands stayed in my pockets.

I spent a lot of my time in the music room Since I enjoy music, Sometimes this tall dude was in there, and he was pretty fine...Like Blue Face fine and yes my celebrity crush is Blue Face! Sometimes he would nod his head as niggas do when greeting each other but every time he did it. His long dreads raised and revealed his golden brown eyes.

That alone made me melt every time for that nigga! But after months of seeing him now and then he invited me to a little kickback, Now I'm from Chicago..and kickbacks are usually gunfights but he was so fine I couldn't decline. So I went and that right there was my greatest mistake.

Everything started chill, I aint tell my mama I was going because I thought I was grown-

Flashback- Trevon stood over me, His big brown eyes shimmering in the dusk light from that ghetto ass porch light, I saw a couple of bodies dancing behind him, Yeah they was lit in there! "What's up shawty?" Trevons deep muscular voice sent a chill down my spine, And he called me Shawty?? Whoa ima have to marry this nigga

I smiled and shrugged "Not much T, You gon let me in or ima just stand on yo porch with this crazy ass dog?" I said Tryna act hard to get knowing damn well ion know nun bout a nigga.

He moved over and closed the door after, Staying behind me for a hot second before somebody popped up in my face with drinks I took it (Stupid mistake)) and I downed it, Soon as that liquor hit my body was moving to the music, Hitting every beat...

The party was lit as fuck and it was only like 12:30 sum on the clock if I read it right. I stumbled into the kitchen, bumping into people while I did because of how drunk I was, After I got my cup filled I walked towards the stairs sitting on the edge just so I could have a mellow moment, My stomach singed from the alcohol mixing around inside. It felt great. Just while I was moving my head I felt a larger hand wrapping around mine, then they moved to my waist. I looked back to see Trevon.

His fine ass

Lord, He looks even better with this party light throbbing on his face, But he was doing a bit much by rubbing all on me. So I scooted over a lil bit, I didn't want him to notice immediately so I acted like I was shy type shit. "Hey T," I said as he nodded his head towards upstairs "I'm good.." I said I didn't wanna go upstairs, I like being around the other party people...two people don't make a party...

He tightened his grip on me since I got a bit farther away I guess he needed to scoot me over because that's what he did, "I said I'm good Trevon" I said in his ear...Maybe he didn't hear me over the music?..

I was sitting on the stairs for maybe 5 minutes, and I was ready to go but this black nigga Trevon was still next to me. Now don't get me wrong he's fine as HELL,  But He was getting mad aggressive, and I was ready to swing on a nigga because he wasn't listening. One thing about it niggas be thinking shit sweet cuz Im nice and shit. I'll still rock your shit regardless-

Trevon stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Thank god...I was bout too get up and gon home but the nigga was back so quick, he turned me away from the door and gave me this pipe, It was a funnel..who does he think I am? But I'm no pussy so I put the funnel in my mouth as I bent down, I know how this works. Trevon started pouring drinks into the funnel. The goal was to drink as much as you could. People started forming a circle around us

"GO ZC! GO ZC! GO ZC!!" People yelled, How tf they know me?! I put my hand on Trevons chest once I knew I couldn't swallow anymore. He stopped pouring and started dancing around as everyone else did the same. I was gonna join them but my head was spinning. My vision was blurry. I couldn't concentrate on anything, I leaned against the wall and tried to block out all these damn lights. FUCK! I said to myself in anger, I just wanted to be at home in bed.

I felt someone grab me. I don't know who grabbed me. I don't want anyone on me. Get off of me. I could have sworn I was being pulled up some stairs. what the fuck?, The next thing I feel is a bed under me. Oh hell nah!,

I was fucked up right now. But I'm never a bitch so I started swinging, at least trying to. I hit a few times, and I didn't even know what I was punching, I missed some too but I don't give a fuck. "Back the fuck off!!" I yelled through my punch combos.

"Shut the fuck up yo"

That deep-ass voice...It was Trevon.."T? I can't see nothing, Im gon throw up!" I explained. I must be the stupidest bitch. This nigga wasn't gon help me.  I was out of breath from punching. Im sleepy..Im hurting. I was pushed down. I tried my hardest to fight. I pushed and punched but I felt my pants being removed. I tried to pull them up and I was pinned down. I tried to scream I was muted. I tried to look but my eyes wouldn't open.

I felt the air hit all my areas...Everything was out and exposed. At least only he and I knew what was going on in here. When I get home I will rest. I need rest.

"Fuck!~" I heard him exclaim as I felt something hard and painful slide into me, Breaking me inside, I gripped the blankets and bit my tongue. My hair was being pulled. "You like that shit pussy?~" "Fuck yo ass good~" I cringed inside. Someone was saying this shit about my own body...I lost my virginity to somebody I thought was a homie. 

This went on for like 2 hours. I felt a warm substance shoot off inside of me. I blinked in disgust as the tears slowly dripped down. He pulled out. It was so painful. I felt myself leaking. I opened my eyes once more and saw nothing but a dark room. Trevon had left the room, I was on the bed. Busted open, my hair a mess, And I was violated. I slowly pushed myself up and off the bed.

I pulled up my Ripped cargo and looked at my unlaced Jordans. I tucked my T-shirt in and looked around in shock. I couldn't feel anything, I just wanted to get home. I walked here to this damn kickback and knew I had to walk back. I couldn't let my mom see me like this. I weirdly walked down the stairs. I still felt myself leaking as I slowly pushed passed the party and exited the house. Everything was moving so slowly.

It was like I forgot how to walk. My eyes were playing tricks on me. But I was determined to get home. I fell and tripped on rocks and sticks across the sidewalk. Beating myself up more and more. Tears fell down my face with each step forward and each fall. My knees were torn up and so were my pants. The only thing illuminating my path was the moon. I loved the moon at this moment.

Cars zoomed past as I limped forward, I only had a few minutes to go. I was cold and sore. I felt lost. This was the lowest I had ever been, Help me, someone...

After a 15-minute walk, I made it home...My mom wasn't there. And I didn't have my key to the house.. so I climbed through the window. Wincing as I thumped on the floor of my room. Groaning and shaking. I thanked god my room window was unlocked, I tried to close the window after I crawled in but I was so weak at the moment even that hurt. Once I succeeded I got in my bed, Getting under my blanket and closing my eyes and feeling myself drift off.