THE AMERICAN DREAM 3

Chapter 3

M A L I Y A H

 **Picture of Trystan to the right

"How late can you stay out?" Trystan asked.

"Uhm, I'm not sure..I don't go out that often." I admitted. "If anything, I'll just call my sister to get me." I said. 

He nodded, he wasn't aware that Mackenzie was my sister and I wanted to keep it that way. I didn't want him to like me just to get to her or anything like that, but then again, he had access to Mackenzie all the time. She always told me she wasn't interested in him for the simple fact that he never knew how to act, but from what I've seen, he acted right all the time. Everyone loved him, followed what he said and did. 

"Good, cause it's gunna be a long night." He smiled at me as he sped up his driving, doing a good 125 in a 60 zone. 

I didn't want to seem lame so I didn't tell him to slow down although I wanted to. I just made sure I had my seat belt on. He drove for a good 30 minutes, and it was clear we weren't in our side of town. See if you go to the left of my school, you're headed towards my house and where I guess wealthier people live; But if you go to your right you go a little bit deeper into the inner city. My dad never let me come to these parts and I felt kind of nervous. 

"You aiight, ma?" He asked.

I cleared my throat, "Yeah, I'm good." I said. 

He pulled up into his drive way, his white garage door looked more grey considering the paint chipping off. The same goes for the rusty fence. 

"You're not afaid of dogs, are you?" He asked as we both got out of the car.

"Uh-" Before I could answer, he opened his house door, where a huge pitbull rushed to the door. I backed up immediately as it barked and growled loudly. 

"It's alright, Shadow." He cooed to the dog as he held his face, pushing him back into the house. 

His house wasn't broken down on the inside like it was on the out. He had a nice leather sofa set and a flat screen TV. He didn't have a lot of pictures hung up on the wall, but there were a few of a woman and a little boy, which I assumed was him and his mother. He locked his vicious dog in a room, and we went into his room, he made sure he shut the door behind us. He just had a twin sized bed, and a small TV sitting on his dresser. A Xbox 360 was next to it. I took a seat on his bed and sat awkwardly, just looking around. 

"So, what are we gunna do?" I asked him. 

"Just chill. You smoke, right?" He asked.

"Yeah, I smoke." I said, in attempt to sound cool. 

I've only smoked with Gabriel, but it still counted and if this is what it took to be cool, then I was down with it. I took a few puffs and passed it back to him. He grinned. 

"I'ma teach you how to do some tricks with ya mouth one day." He smirked at me. 

I didn't reply because I wasn't sure what he meant. After smoking the blunt, I laid back on the bed; My head was spinning and not the way it did with Gabriel, it was differen't this time. I felt kind of numb, like I was here, but I wasn't completely here. 

"That must have been some strong stuff.." I said breathlessly. 

It felt like I had 100 pounds sitting on my chest, and it was hard for me to breathe. 

"Yeah, sprinkled in a little something extra to get you to loosen up." He smirked, before climbing on top of me. 

I felt his hands wander my body, it wasn't the good feeling I had the first time. It was uncomfortable, and as much as I wanted to say something I couldn't. I didn't want to stop him, but then I did. Even if I tried I couldn't fight back much, so I had no choice but to go with it. I closed my eyes and just waited for it all to be over as he slipped down my pants, and on a condom.