"Brianna have you seen my...... WHAT THE FUCK!" My mother yells.
James jumps off of me and I just cry my eyes out while bawled up in fetal position.
"SO BITCH NOW YOU WANNA FUCK MY MAN!?"my mother yells coming towards me.
I put my head up." What... are you talking about he ra ...raped... me" I managed to say while crying.
"STOP LYING BITCH, HOW ABOUT YOU GET YOUR SHIT AND GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE . MATTER OF A FACT GO OUT THERE NAKED BITCH I BOUGHT EVERYTHING YOU HAVE YOU BETTER BE GONE IN 5 FUCKING SECONDS " she screams in my face.
The only thing I could manage to do was nod my head.
"5"
I wrapped the towel I had on around me.
"4"
Rushed out the bedroom
"3"
Went down stairs
"2"Opened the door and began to walk outside. It's daylight I know everyone can see me.
There's cars driving by honking their horn at me. Some rolled the window down whistling. While others just snapped pictures of me. The world is truly sick. NO ONE AND I MEAN NO ONE NOT ONCE OFFERED TO HELP ME.
I finally reach a park and just lay on the park bench with the towel covering me and bawling my eyes out. Good thing no one was there.
I finally just cry myself to sleep.
When I open my eyes I instantly jump up. I too a look around and this is not the park nor is this my bedroom. WHERE AM I !?
I look down and I have a grey Victoria Secret sweatsuit. How the hell did I get here and in these clothes.
I run to the window and I see it's dark out side I notice that I'm not in my old neighborhood . Hell I may not even in Buffalo anymore.
I was going to look around the bedroom until someone burst through the door .
"I see you finally woke up"
"Umm who are you , why am I here and what do you want with me?"
"Well my name is Chris , I found you laying on the park bench naked, but don't worry I promise I won't hurt you "
Chris began to walk close to me and caressed my arm. I flinch because first off nigga I don't know you. Second nigga you picking up random strangers I could be crazy for all he know.
"Umm... Well thanks for the clothes and stuff but it I think it's time for me to go , I don't know you and don't want to cause any problems " I raised off he bed patted his shoulder and began to walk away.
As I was walking away he yanked me by my hair , and that's the last thing I can remember.
•Few Hours Later•
I begin to slightly open my eyes , and shift around a bit. I was cold and felt a breeze . I felt like I was sitting on concrete . I tried to move and get up but I was restricted by chains on my ankles , hands and neck.
I look around and notice I'm not in that nice room anymore. I'm in a basement or maybe even a warehouse.
I try to trace where the chains was connected to and they were connected to a pole.
I feel something on the tips of my lips so I lick the top of it and I taste blood.
I wonder what happened to me🤔
"Ha you thought you could get away little bitch ? , well your all mines now "
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Teen FictionBrianna Smith a 17yr old girl who has been bullied most of her life by her friends and the little family she has . Never really been loved until she meets Kareem Johnson, a 19 year old drug lord, who wants to help Brianna . Will he hurt her ? Will...