I wore my black beanie low shading my eyes, for I can see them but they can't see me. I wore my black tights and a black shirt that had read gray bold letters "Bad-Ass." I had a black opened leather jacket with my black combat boots.
The drug dealers, robbers, and rapist roamed my neighborhood. But I wasn't in my neighborhood, so I had to wear my beanie low.
My satchel that held my spray paint was trudged over my shoulders. The extra weight made me hot. Which is good because it's the middle of a freezing winter. And my hands were cold. All I had was gloves with the finger tips cut.
My gloves were black but now they were coated with purple, gray, and white. Due to the fact that those were the colors I used for my graffiti today.
I kept my beanie low as I walked through the good side of the neighborhood.
Once I reached the run down buildings with graffiti and territorial markings I raised my beanie. For living with a bunch of criminals I feel safe here.
I saw Charlie, a rapist and pedofile, holding a girl in a ,tight purple skippy dress that fit her curves perfectly, by the neck. His two other friends, also rapist, looked at the girl with smirks. Calling her names. One of his friends grabbed her boob and squeezed it, the girl whimpered.
I rolled my eyes strode over to him like a total boss.
"Hey Charlie,"
Charlie who had his free hand hooked under the girl ass, looked up at me and smiled.
"Hey Raven." He looked at my coated hands and my satchel "Did some graffiti?" He asked normally. As if he didn't have a slut capture in his arms right now.
"Yeah. Are you planning on banging this girl tonight,"
The girl whimpered even louder
And than she said
"Please. You gotta help me! He's going to rape me! Please, please!" She begged. I just rolled my eyes.She started crying harder.
"Yeah. Hey wanna do me a favor and take a swing at her to shut her up?"
I shrugged. "Sure."
I pulled my arm back. Than swung at her. I punched her right in the jaw.
She cried harder and massaged her jaw.
" Damn. I thought that was going to shut her up. Oh well. Hey wanna see something funny Raven?" One of Charlie's friends asked.
"Sure," I said shrugging. I don't know there names, but as the bad-ass that rules this town, everyone know my name. And defiantly knew not to fuck with me.
Charlie nodded, and the man grabbed the girls dress form the shoulders and ripped it right off of her.
The girl gasped and shivered due to the cold. She was left in a bra and underwear.
The other man, Charlie's other friend, ripped off her bra and underwear. She was naked. Charlie, who still held the girl lead our group to a lamp post, which was flickering on and off. Charlie tied the girls hands and feet to the post. I snickered.
She kept her head low. Trying to cover herself. We took a step back to look at her fully. I laughed.
"You guys are hilarious. Your going to do her on the lamp post," I giggled "Your one to fuck with aren't you?"
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Two Girls, One World, Zero Chances
ActionRaven Myers is the walking definition of bad-ass. She grew up in a neighborhood where it's common to hear gun shots every night and the screams of unlucky victims. She in and out of schools. She's been to more schools in a week on average than you i...