Chapter 2: A Helping Hand

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They drove around town for a few minutes when they saw this girl sleeping on a bench. She had on a long-sleeve black shirt, grey sweatpants, and a solid black pair of Jordan's. She was African American with long hair. Prince, being the nice guy he is, pulled over.

Prince: Stay here Cobie.

Jacobie: Ok papa.

Prince walked over and noticed that the girl's face was covered in bruises. He tapped her on her shoulder. She jumped up with a scared expression.

Prince: Its ok. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Girl: Who..Who are you?

Prince: My name is Princeton. I thought you needed help. Are You ok?

Girl: Oh. My name is Destiny. I'm ok o guess. Thank you though.

Prince: Do You need anything?

Destiny thought. She didn't want to sound desperate so she didn't ask for much.

Destiny: I wouldn't mind a drink.

Me: Of course! Hop in.

She literally hopped to the car.

Prince: Cobie get in the back.

Jacobie: But papa.

Prince: Cobieee.

Cobie: ugh, ok.

Destiny was still hopping to the car.

Destiny: She didn't have to move. I could've sat in the back.

Prince: Oh no. Cobie knows to let adults sit in the front, but that's not important right now. Are You ok? I see you're hopping.

Destiny: Oh, I'm fine. I just sprang my ankle. It should heal soon.

Prince: Are You sure? It seems like more than a spranged ankle.

Destiny: I'm sure.

Prince: If you say so. But that's my daughter Jacobie back there.

Destiny: Hi pretty lady.

Jacobie gave her a little attitude.

Jacobie: Hey.

Prince: Lose that attitude missy.

Destiny: Don't be so hard on her.

Prince: I'm not. She knows I don't like attitude.

Destiny nodded as Prince drove to his house.

Prince: Cobie, go ahead inside.

She hopped out and went inside.
Prince got out and opened the door for Destiny.

Destiny: Thank you.

Prince: No problem. Here, let me help you.

He placed her arm around his neck and led her inside. He sat her on the couch and stepped into the kitchen and opened the fridge.

Prince: I have Coke, Sprite, Dr. Pepper, and water.

Destiny: I'll just take a water.

He grabbed a Sprite for himself and gave Destiny her water.

Destiny: Nice place.

Prince: Its not much but it's good enough for me.

Destiny: I see.

Prince: Yep. So tell me about you.

Destiny: There's nothing much to tell really.

Prince: Think of just simple things

Destiny: Well, I'm 18. I graduated last year. I like to play sports, dance, and sing sometimes.

Prince: I love dance. That's something I was born to do.

Destiny smiled. They held a conversation for about a good 20 minutes.

Destiny: Well, it was nice of you to help me. I really appreciate it.

She started to get up.

Prince: No problem. I can give you a ride back if you want.

Destiny: You've done enough for me already.

Prince: Just let me help you out. You don't need to be walking on a spranged ankle.

Destiny: Ok.

Prince yelled for Jacobie to come down. They all filed in the jeep and Prince drove off to the city.
Destiny told him where she wanted him to take her.

Prince: This is the spot from earlier. You really need to be at home.

Destiny: Princeton, that bench is my home.

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