Ghetto Princess?

Away From Home

Asia POV

I woke up in the master bedroom. I admit it was pretty nice. I sat up in bed and my head started pounding like crazy. I groaned in pain as i attempted to stand up i immediately hit the floor and i groaned again in pain. once i got my balance down i walked to the door and opened it slightly. My eyes were still adjusting by the way. When i opened the door i heard the boys talking so of course like most black people i decided to be nosey.

ray: so who finna tap that before i do

chres: none of us i aint that heartless to rape her thats doin to much but i'll lead her on till th point she will want me.

i couldnt believe what i was hearing their planning who would wanna smash me really is that all niggas think nowadays. well i should no the sayong pussy,money,weed is all a nigga need. after a while i started to get light headed again and i feel down the stairs hitting my head on each stair once i got to the bottom i blacked out......again

Chresanto POV

prod: yo was she listening the whole time

ray: i hope not

prince: damn that shit you made her inhale mustve been too strong for her

me: would yall shut up and help me get her on the couch prod go get a wet rag to put on her forehead

once we got Asia up and i layed her down on the couch she said something

asia: no i aint letting of these niggas get it

ray: yea she heard

me: well who's fault is that

ray: aye dont blame me that ass is just whew lawd her mama blessed her well

prince: ray you to much

ray: o please like you didnt look at that ass

prod: can we forget bout her ass and worry bout something else

me: thank you

i took the rag and put it on asia's forehead while i was doing that i couldnt help but tell how beautiful she is. Wait what am i saying im a player i dont fall in love and im one of the most dangerous drug dealers in compton.

~3 hours~

Asia POV

when i woke up i saw the boys were playing 2k12 and my head still hurted. I sat up and took the rag off my face

me: damn what was that shit yall gave me

prince: oh the bitch is up

me: excuse me

chres: prince dont start

prince: why shouldnt i she left a fucking shoe print on my face

me: umm my bad

prince: its to late for sorry's bitch (slaps her)

me: (holds my face holding back the tears) w-where am i ?

ray: let's just say your away from home

me: what does my father's debt have to do with anything

prod: everything! now go get me a soda from the kitchen

me: what hell no !

prod: (prod pauses the game) what was that

me: I SAID HELL TO THE NO !

prod: oh so you think you got balls huh lil girl (walking towards her)

me: ummm (backing away)