Natahalia's Song

What's Seen in the Dark

Chapter 15

         It's not even December and the weather is already starting to become brutal. Nathalia struggled with keeping Nevaeh warm outside, she had to keep her inside most of the time. Nazir knew Nevaeh wouldn't become inexpensive, so he was selling even more than before, without Natahalia knowing about it.

            "She's so cute." Nayla complimented her niece giving her a kiss. "She looks a lot like Nicole and I. That's a good thing." Natahalia joked as she placed a pacifier in Nevaeh's mouth. "Where's Nicki anyway?" Nayla noticed her oldest sister was getting distance from everyone lately. Well except her dad. "She's here." Natahalia mumbled, rolling her eyes. Nayla was too young to explain what Nicole was doing.

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      Dominic slowed his strokes as he lifted Nicole up and began pounding inside of her. "Ah, fuck, Dominic!" Nicole moaned as pleasure flowed through her body. "Tell me you love this dick." Dominic said as he walked towards the bathroom with Nicole. Nicole didn't answer. "You better say something!" Dominic began to get rough. Nicole managed to clear her throat. "Okay, you're the best. I love your dick so much!" Nicole shouted as Dominic started the water in the shower, so no one could hear anything.

       "Get in." Dominic demanded, slapping Nicole's ass. Nicole moaned as she got in. She looked at the time, she needed to make this session quick. She managed to make Dominic cum twice and worse... inside of her. She better take the Morning After Pill first before she go to her job.

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       "This niggas gonna get they heads chopped off!" Nazir yelled as him and his gang were blasting their music down the streets of Lafayette Avenue. This was the quiet area of the city, but this was the route to the rowdy part of the city. Nazir and his boys were ready to take charge. "They owe me about 50 grand." Nazir said as he drove 50 miles per hour on a 35 miles per hour road. His rage was taking over.

                 Nazir knew he promised Natahalia, but Nattie just didn't understand how hard it takes to give up this life. Nevaeh could any to any school with this good money he was getting. "How's your baby girl?" Mo, Nazir's partner asked. He was in the passenger seat lighting a joint. "She's good. She's so pretty, and she smiling and shit. She's a happy baby. Hope she keep her momma's look cause I'm ugly as fuck." Nazir joked. "Man, she's one of your top priorities. You better satisfy yourself than her." Mom advised.

              That wasn't the typical advice Nazir heard his family members tell him. But since when is Mo wrong? He's the smartest out of all of them. "Thanks mane, for the advice. I needed to hear that shit. My baby girl could be anything she wants. It won't hurt to be an exotic dancer though. Nathalia is flexible as hell. She probably got her flexibility. As long as she isn't no Nicole." "Nicole? Man, she fine and she sure know how to pleasure a man." One of the gang members replied. He was the same one who got paid for Nicole a couple weeks back. Hearing that made Nazir even more angry. He wasn't paying attention so he didn't see that one gang member shoot at his tire.

       "Fuck!" Nazir shouted as he lost control of the car. Mo pulled out his gun and began shooting many bullets. Majority of them hit people, but Mo didn't expect for one of them to pull a gun out and shoot right at Mo. "Mo!" Nazir cried as Mo was hit in a spot. Nazir couldn't figure out where he was shot, but he could see the blood everywhere.

        Nazir let go of the wheel and the car plunged right into a tree and street pole. Everyone shouted as the light pole fell unto the car.

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        Marisol turned on the news radio. She heard about the car accident near her. Traffic was backed up because of it. She had to find a way to avoid it. Marísol decided to go through the Englewood neighborhood. As she drove, Marisol was digusted, disgusted to look at the young girls who were giving up their bodies to sleazy older men. Thank God, her daughter weren't like that. "This is just sad, these girls need help." Marisol said to herself as she decided to drive up and take a look at the girls.

        Marisol took a good luck at all of them. She didn't recognize any of them, but the one who was getting into the car in front of her, she looked identical to Nicole from the back. That skirt, Nicole actually owned that, and those shoes, and the hair... the same! Is this what Nicole is actually doing? No way, not Nicole. 'No, that is not my Nicole!' Marisol was in much denial.