The sound of my alarm clock made me jump. I looked and it was eight in in the morning. My head was pounding. After lastnight I was sure enough in deep sh*t. Once I walked off the stage lastnight Magic demanded he take half of what I made ,Which I obviously was pissed about because I didn't see his dirty a** up there on that pole being rained on. I had enough of him and gave him a few words that sure enough backfired. When he demanded I give him my money I told him no. I earned it so why should I be sharing with him.Everything I worked for I deserved, The pain he caused me, this was all my money. Of course he went on to say how it was his club and if it wasn't for him I wouldn't be sh*t ,long story short we went back and forth until I was unconcious on the ground. How I got in my apartment and in my bed is beyond me. After Climbing out the bed I walked inside my bathroom to wash my face. When I ran the hot cloth across my face it stung like hell. Looking up in the mirror I had a black eye,a cut on the side of my eye and and a busted lip. Tears fell from my eyes. This was a nightmare that I just couldn't seem to wake up and stop. I finished my hygiene and headed for the kitchen to take a few pain relievers. Before I could reach the kitchen there was a note on my table. It caught me by suprise because I knew there hadn't been anybody else in here...at least I thought. Picking up the letter I read out loud the neatly written cursive that read "sleeping beauty,I know you think this letter is a bit creepy but I want to help you. I hope that you will feel better soon. I hope to see you again soon but not under these circumstances. Sincerely D.F "The Mystery Man" who the hell was D.F? I thought,and how does he know me and where I live. I did a quick walk through of my apartment and made sure Noone else was in here and took a few pills for this horrible headache. Whoever this mystery man was needed to reveal himself . I felt uncomfortable knowing a stranger was in my home not to mention got past my security alarm.
~Today was the last week of the summer. I still needed to finish my last summer assignment. I was enrolled in online classes at UCLA for almost two years now but working at the club and juggling school,It was tough.I had planned on moving to California one day but My life was not what I had planned for it to be and here I was. I rolled out my queen size bed and went to the master bathroom to do my hygiene. While brushing my teeth my mind wondered on all of the task I had to complete today beginning with my Black history paper I had to complete by tomorrow and I hadn't even started. It would most likely resemble the work of a freshman in high school type but I didn't care,I just needed to get something turned in. I snapped out of my thoughts and washed my face off. It was quiet in the apartment considering it was just me in here well also Sheeba my frenchie but either way it was quiet. The only sounds you could hear were the AC turning on and off every 30 minutes and my house slippers rubbing against the hardwood floors as I walked. Stepping back in my room I grabbed my laptop and plopped down on the bed to start this wack ass essay. 30 minutes in I had at least 500 words down and I needed 1500. Somehow I'd get it done but I was bored. I decided to scroll through twitter, but of course all their was were couples retweeting their stupid relationship goals and guys talking about getting p*ssy . There wasn't much to see today, some guy @MysteryDF101 was talking about how much of a stressful weekend he had . First thing I could relate to since I logged in. His @ name was such a coincidence considering the note I found yesterday when I woke up. He was pretty cute too,light skin with the Odell beckham hair and green eyes. He could sure be my mystery man I thought as I scrolled though his pictures. I felt like a creep after a while and tossed my phone to the side. "BANG BANG BANG" who the hell is knocking like that. Lord please don't o let it be this crazy asshole Magic. Rushing to the door I opened it to find him happier than usual. I glared at him as If I was staring straight through to his soul. He pushed me back into the apartment and I almost lost my balance. "What the fuck is wrong with you" I shouted trying to make sure I hadn't twisted my ankle the way I fell back. " Man come here girl" Magic growled. He grabbed a chunk of my hair and started sucking on my neck as if he was getting the meat off of a piece of neck bones. "Ouch stop it,get off" I thought I had got away from this perverted man but here I was helpless with his wet ass tongue on my neck. Magic restrained my arms and pushed me on the couch. I twisted and moved all over trying to dodge his lips from touching my body but it was no use. "Bitch stop all this damn moving,You not leaving until I get what I came for" I knew exactly what that meant and all I could do was pray to god that he would save me from this man. And in one quick motion magic had pulled his pants off and shoved himself inside of me. There was no pleasure what so ever to feel, he was the only one enjoying this. He thrusted in and out as if he were on crack "You like that baby" I said nothing as he continued. It was then I felt a stinging sensation on my face. This f*cker had slapped me. "I said do you like this shit girl answer me" ye...Yes I stuttered. Knowing damn well this was pure hell. "Aaaa sh*t" I prepared myself to get up because I knew what that meant but that wasn't until I felt a hot liquid fill me up. My eyes shot open and I pushed his limp body off me as I ran down the hall to the bathroom. "No no no Nooo" Magic had released all of himself in me,I sat on the toilet trying to clean myself out as if wiping would do the job. Tears fell down my eyes as I thought of what had just happened. I had been raped once again by my suppose to be step father and now he had potentially given me a baby is all that I could think of at that moment. That was all that had ran through my mind,the fucked up situation I was in. I got up and cleaned myself once more before washing my hands and walking out the bathroom. When I stepped out Magic was nowhere to be found. Peaking out the window I saw nothing. He had gotten what he wanted from me and was gone. I stepped back until my back hit the wall and slid down,tears streamed down my cheeks and all I could do was cry. "God! Why me"
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General FictionMoney, lies & Secrets! Thats all that mattered at this point. Leila wright has been through enough and she is only 20 years old. Many kept secrets that are soon to be laid out. With constant nightmares, a mystery man and a surprise of a lifetime. Wi...