dé·jà vu ˌdā-ˌzhä-ˈvü -ˈvᵫ̅ : a feeling that one has seen or heard something before.
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(New edit:) New book who dis??? Anyways yall ima need y'all to pick the main character of this book. We gon have a lil interacting chapter or wtv cause a bitch is lost rn.
(Take the time to read the liddle thing at the bottom. Thanks.)
TW: (A few mentions of) Rape. (I'm sorry for this in advance. If you are a victim, feel free to skip this chapter and I'll try my best to fill you in on the other chapter.)
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Xanai Rylie Billings|18
"Pussy tight yuh fuck!" One of the masked men say as they violated me in more ways than one.
Another grabbed my head forward as tears streamed down my face, forcing me to face his ....
Ew.
"Unu let mi di fuck guh!" I exclaimed weakly as my throat starts to close up as a result of crying for so long.
"Need sumo fi plug up deh mouth deh eno gyal. Yah chat too much."
He puts his-
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
I sat up from my bed with tears streaming down my face before dismissing the alarm I had set on my phone.
Sigh. It's been the third night in a row I've been having nightmares of getting raped.
Have I told Kairo?? No. Have I told my parents?? Absolutely not.
I thank God that I wasn't raped per say but to tell the truth I feel as if I have been raped. Like I know the difference but.... it still feels the same.
Cyah even explain it.
Nah guh even seh it's okay, It's not... but a God and faith yzm.
Dat fr.
I heard my phone ringing, and with a sigh I decided whether or not to answer it.
Yk wah...
As I picked up the phone, a shiver ran down my spine. Every time I saw my mother's name light up the screen, I felt the surge of guilt wash over me, mingling with that persistent knot in my stomach. "Hello?" I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper, as if I was afraid to disturb the fragile silence of my room.
