I'm free. I had to hurry and get dressed before she pulled up cause she hated waiting and would leave my ass.
I put on my clothes and looked under the bed for my black matte Louis Vuitton pumps. I sat them by the door and then headed to the bathroom to fix my hair. Since I only have 5 minutes left before she get here I just decided to throw my hair in a high bun. It was overdue for another sew-in so I made a mental note to let Meel know.
Three minutes later I heard Monique's horn beep outside. I ran to my room, grabbed phone, my black Louis Vuitton clutch, and my shoes and ran down the hall then out the door. I got to the car, got in, and started putting on my shoes.
"You actually ready on time? You must really wanna go?", Monique said playfully. We both laughed.
"Whateva. We aint been out together in a while. Whats been up, bitch?", I said laughing a little.
Monique has been my girl since the 3rd grade. We were inseparable. She stayed a few houses down from me. Then when her mom got a new job at a bank in Lawrenceville when we were in the 6th grade, they moved there, so we didn't see each other much after that. But we were still real cool and shit.
"I start dancing at Magic City Monday night. Im a little scared but I'll get over it.", She replied.
"Magic City? Ooooh, girl. Put me on.", I begged.
"You aint 18 yet.", she laughed.
"I will be in 2 weeks.", I said in a childish voice.
"ok. When you turn 18 I will get you in there.", she reassured me.
I just smiled from ear to ear the rest of the ride to the club.
We arrived there at 10:50. We haven't been to HalfTime in a while so we were excited. We hopped out the car and walked over to the line of men and women waiting to get in. The line was moving slow and it was already 10:58. We stood there for like 10 more minutes in the same spot. the line still hadn't moved. Then a group of niggas approached us. I didn't pay them any attention until a familiar voice spoke.
"What up Trace?", it was Vante.
"Hey.", I responded.
"Yall might as well come with us. They aint lettin nobody else in there. Shit packed.", one of the other dudes said.
"Naw we good.," Monique said annoyed. "Let's just go Tracey."
She walked off and I followed. We got to her car and got in. I then got a text. I took out my phone and checked it.
Vante: Go home. Imma come over.
Me: k
He looked so good tonight. I couldn't help myself.
"Hey Monique, I got a headache. Just take me home. We can try again next weekend.", I lied.
"You aint got no headache. More like a dick-ache.", she laughed. I laughed a little too.
When she dropped me off I noticed my mom's car gone. Good. I took out my phone and text Vante.
Me: Im home. just come in. I left the door unlocked.
Vante:K
I went inside and went straight to my room and stripped down to my bra and panties. I waited for about 20 minutes then heard the door open. I heard his foot steps getting louder. He opened the door and walked in. He licked his lips and bit his bottom lip. He looked as if he wanted to bite me. I chuckled a little. It was cute.
"You gone suck this dick or what?", he asked seriously.
"Um no.", I had a puzzled look on my face.
"Stop playin.", he said while loosening his pants. He then walked over to me and pulled his pants and boxers down. He was already rock hard.
"No Vante. Im for real.", I said now getting annoyed by him.
"Whateva man. You trippin. Call me when yo mind right.", he said angrily while putting his underwear and pants on. Then he walked out slamming my door.
"Uggggghhhhhh!," I let out a huge sigh.
I just laid back and closed my eyes, feeling stupid once again. My mind was all over the place. I was so deep into my thoughts that I didn't even hear my door open.
"Damn.", I heard a voice say. I opened my eyes and saw my mama boyfriend, Ced, standing in my doorway staring at me.
"What the fuck?!", I screamed while pulling my covers over my half naked body.
"Shhhh. You aint gotta scream.", He said slurring every word.
I can tell he was drunk and I got scared. He walked over towards me, closing my door behind him. I started getting teary eyed. I was scared. He then sat on my bed and looked at me.
"Don't cry baby girl. I aint gone hurt you.", he whispered while whiping the tears from my eyes. I smacked his hands from my face. That angered him. He then grabbed my hands and pinned them to the bed.
"What the fuck wrong with you?", he yelled. I just stared at him and then spit in his face. He slapped me in my face with the back of his hand. He then stood up and dared me to move. He started to take off his pants and underwear. I decided to try to get away. I failed. He grabbed me and threw me back on the bed and climbed on top of me while I tried to fight. I yelled and screamed for my little sister but I guess she didn't hear me. I managed to bite his shoulder. he punched me dead in the mouth. I started leaking blood. I stopped trying to fight him. He was just too strong. He then tore my panties off and spread my legs. He forced his dick in my pussy and stroked fast and hard. I just laid there and cried. He was raping me and there was nothing I could do.
POW!!
Ced's body collapsed on me. I screamed and pushed his limp body off of me to see Jameel standing there pointing his gun.................. at me.
*Sorry for the late update but hope you guys enjoy it. Remember to comment and vote. Thanks.
