Adopted By NBA YoungBoy 2: A Toxic World{An NBA YoungBoy Story}

Seventy

RJae💔

I pulled up to the hotel where Mariah was staying. I was here wit' Artist(A Boogie) cuz' we been working on some music together and he working on his album with her so he asked me to pull up on him to pull on her and I was on the first flight here. But on my way here, I got a text from Brian telling about an encounter Mariah had and after reading the text, I just sighed and shook my head.

"You ight?" Don asks

"Yeah I'm cool." I said before texting Brian back

RJae🤬; i'm otw to her hotel now, i'll talk to her
Brian; thanks kiddo !
RJae🤬; yea ight🖕🏾
Brian; 😂😂😂

Brian a cool dude, I just don't fuck with the fact that he 12. But Mariah said he was a cool cop and he really is. You can tell he take his job real serious too.

After a lil while longer in this truck we finally pull up to the hotel and hop out. That was a long ass lil ride from the airport though, not even finna lie to you. Anyway, we all walked inside the lobby and I looked around but didn't see Mariah nowhere in the lobby. So I asked Artist if he knew.

"Nah, but I'm finna call her." He said

We all just stood in silence as he held the phone up to his head but then he frowned his face up before pulling the phone away from his ear.

"Her shit on DND. Strange cuz' she knew we was coming." Artists spoke

"Call Baby." Rekk said

Artist just nodded his head before scrolling then he put the phone up to his ear.

"Yeah dunnie, we downstairs. What room Mariah in?" Artist spoke

"Ight bet, 'preciate that." Artist spoke

After getting off the phone we walked to the elevator and Artist pressed the 14th floor. And this hotel had 15 levels. We got off the elevator a very short time later and followed bro as he searched for a room number. Before getting to a room and knocking on the door.

Mariah Jones🩸

I was sitting on my bed in tears just crying thinking about all the times I was raped. Like seriously y'all, seeing Derek brought back some bad memories for me. Memories that I was trying so hard to forget. But as I'm just zoned out and in my feelings, a loud bang on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I really didn't feel like being bothered right now so I decided I was going to ignore it until I remembered Artist was supposed to be showing up. Ughhh!! I took the sleeves of my long, oversized sweatshirt and wiped my tears before looking in the mirror to make sure it didn't look that noticable that I was crying. But it did, oh well.

"Hi." I spoke lowly after opening the door

"You good?" Artist spoke

"I'm fine. Y'all can just come in and sit wherever." I said

Just as I was about to close the door, Brittany, B Lovee, and a couple of his friends walk up.

"What y'all doing here?" I asked

"Oh, we here for him. He invited me to the studio session." B spoke

"Oh okay, come in."

"Fuck why we here. What's the matter pooh?" Brittany asks as she grabbed my face

"I'm fine girl, I'm good." I said

"Stop lying to me. I can tell you been crying. Now what's the matter?" Brittany says

"It's just been a stressful night, it's nothing." I said

"It's okay boo." She says

I closed the door and turned around to see everyone staring.

"What y'all looking at? I got something on the back of my shirt?" I asked while spinning around tryna look at the back of my shirt

"No, yo shirt is fine." Artist laughed

"You funny bro." B laughed

"Lemme talk to you for a second twin." RJae spoke

"Okay." I nodded

I stepped into the bathroom and RJae stepped in behind me before pulling his hood off his head.

"Wassup?" I spoke as I closed the door

"Have a seat." RJae calmly spoke as he pointed at the tub

I was finna ask what the fuck he wanted with a severely bad attitude, but I decided against it because y'all think RJae all sweet and nice, naw. Piss that nigga off and see how he gets. I just went on ahead and sat down on the side of the tub and RJae sat next to me.

"Brian told me what happened and before you say anything, he just told me because he wanted me to make sure you was good. Ion ever want you to feel embarrassed or ashamed about this to the point where you don't wanna talk to me about this Mariah. I'm here for you whenever you ready to let that shit out." RJae says

"Thank you." I said with a forced smile

But as I held the smile on my face, I started to break down again because I was just tired of holding all of this in.

"I was too young to be done that way, RJae. It's not fair." I cried

"It's ight, let it out." RJae spoke as he rubbed my back

"I was 5 when it first happened. I had just had a little birthday party that day at a foster home and the guy who was my foster parent waited until that night when everyone had got cleaned up and I wanted another piece of cake. Back then I didn't know what the look was, but now I can describe it as this devilish, lustful look and he tells me... 'If you want another piece of cake, you have to do something for me'. So I say 'what' and he says 'I wanna play a little game and if you follow all the rules, when the game is over you can have two slices of cake and a big scoop of ice cream'." I said while feeling disgusted with myself

"Being a 5 year old little girl, I was excited and anxious to win this game so I could get my prize. But the game wasn't good and I found that out when he stuck his self inside me and it hurt so fucking bad. I endured that for a month before being sent back to the home. I guess when he got tired of me he just wanted to throw me away and move into the next one." I said before wiping my face

I started pouring all my feelings out to RJae and I was just telling him every single encounter. But I saved the one about Derek's friends for last.

To Be Continued...

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