:::... Valerie's POV ...:::
Toothbrush, toothpaste, underwear, blanket, pillow, deodarant, socks, tops, bottoms, shoes, lotion, soap, water, make-up, bra, comb. I gathered enough things to last me about a week. I was leaving, Tyler was such an asshole. I had to go, I mean, I couldn't stay away forever, but yah know. I jumped out my window and climbed down the rope ladder that I installed when I first started staying here. When I reached the ground I made sure the coast was clear before I began my journey to the alley. When I finally reached my destination I sat my bag down and pulled out the blanket and pillow and layed down on the cold floor. This is exactly where I belonged. A dirty, scared, bitch on the cold, freezing, dirty floor. I started to drift off when I heard a voice that was all too familiar. A voice that I didn't want to hear right now.
'Valerie, what are you doing here?'The voice asked.
I just blinked and rose my head up.
'Valerie,' it repeated,'It's just me. I'm sorry for yelling and stuff. But that was like, two hundred dollars wasted. Baby, I'm sorry.'
I nodded.
'C'mon.'
I shook my head.
'Baby, get up. Let's go, we're going back to the house.'
Once again I shook my head
'Valerie, lets fucking go.'
I laid my head back down on the pillow and closed my eyes, hoping that in 10 seconds he would be gone and I'd wake up from this nightmare. I wish my whole life was a dream, I just wanted to start it over.
'Valerie!' He pulled me by hair and kicked me in my stomach. 'I told your ass to get the fuck up. You know what happens when you don't listen to me.' he smirked.
Of course I knew what happened when I 'didn't listen'. I hated this, he treated me like I was a dog. I know what the fuck to do. Shit, I'm seventeen. I know exactly what I'm doing. Stupid bastard.
He gathered all my things and slammed them into the trunk. He pushed me into the back seat and told me to keep quiet. I did as told and silently cried to myself. After about a half hour of driving, we pulled up to a loud scene, I glanced out the window and saw mean and women drunk, and covered in unrecognizable substances.
'Get in bro.' He yelled out the window. Two men approached the car. One was dark and was dressed in basketball shorts and a white tee. The other one - lightskinned - was in a polo blue shirt, a jean jacket, and some regular light blue jeans.
'Wassup man' The dark one began to speak 'Where the g-girl man.' I supposed he was drunk. Tyler pointed back to me and I flinched, you never what he's gonna do.
'Get in. She's only worth 200 hundred each nigga.' Both of the guys got in. The dark one sat in the front and the light skinned sat in the back with me.
'Hey' he whispered.' I'm Tay. What about you?
All I could do was nod my head. I opened my mouth to speak but quickly closed it back as soon as I saw Tyler looking at me through the mirror. When I knew Tyler was completly focused on the road, I mouthed, ' Please help me ' to Tay. He secretly handed me a piece of paper.
It read: Look , I know this bastard ass nigga, and trust me, he's going down. I'm going to save you. And that's a promise. You don't look like the type that would be in this predicament. (;
I smiled and looked over at him. He smiled back at me. And the whole ride home was a lot better, thanks to Tay.
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