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My heart was racing as I rushed to my room and threw some clothes in my duffle bag. I grabbed my book bag to and rushed out the house walking down the street, I stopped when I wasn't near the house and called Morgan.
"Hello" I said with my voice shaking. "Hey, what's wrong, have you been crying?" She asked . "can I stay at your place for a couple day?" I asked her while sniffing here and there.
"What happened?" She asked. I wiped my tears, grabbed my stuff and started walking again while explaining to her what had happened.
"What the hell" she started. "I know right, he is overreacting" I said thinking that's what she meant. "No I mean, what the hell was you thinking, skipping class to fuck him, at your house, I only been around your brother 2 or 3 times but I know he won't play that kinda mess, but you still do it anyways" she said.
I couldn't believe what was actually coming out her mouth. " are you really taking his side?" I asked her. She was quiet for a while then I heard her take a deep breath. "Yes, I am" she said. She started talking again but I hung up the phone and called malik.
It ranged and ranged and went to voicemail. I called again and again and again, but every time it went straight to voice mail. I figured he was mad considering that Chris beat the shit out of him. I knew he wasn't going to answer so I decided to walk to his house.
When I started to approach his house I saw two cars in the yard, one was his and I didn't know who the other car was, it wasn't his dad car, cause his dad drove a black truck.
I walked up to the door slowly, and ranged the door bell. 10 seconds later the door swung open with a mad and upset malik. He had cleaned his face up a little, but you could tell his face was swollen and throbbing.
"What the fuck do you want?" He asked with more deepness to his voice then usual. "Can I come in so we can talk?" I asked. He looked at me for a while realizing I had my stuff in my hand. " come in, but leave the stuff outside" he said. I dropped my stuff and walked in shutting the door behind me.
" when I came in two of his friends was sitting on the couch and snapped their head in my direction when they heard the door shut.
" start talking" malik said. I didn't want to talk in front of his friends cause they were still looking. "Can we go in another room to talk?" I asked. "Look, if you don't hurry the fuck up man" he said.
" Chris kicked me out, and I wanted to know if I could stay here for a couple days, only a couple" I said. "Hell fucking no, no, no" he said.
I was fit to say something but one of his friends told him that he wanted to talk. "Stay right here" malik told me.
Both his friends and malik went into another room and I stood there in the front room.
2-3 minutes later they came back. "okay I'll let you stay here on one condition" malik started with that one friend that called him, smiling.
" omg, anything, anything" I said.
"you have to have sex with all of us" he started but was interrupted by the other friend that seemed uneasy about this." I told you, I'm not gonna do her like that" the boy said. The boy was a cute brown skin. " Roderick, you need to stop being a little bitch all the time" malik told him.
" I'm not gonna do this, I'm no gonna disrespect her or any women like that, and plus I have a girlfriend, you guys are just fucked up" he said grabbing his stuff. "you ain't nothing but a pussy anyways" the other friend yelled.
He left slamming the door behind him. "Fuck him, but are you gonna do it?" Malik asked me. "A threesome?" I asked. He nodded "and give us head, whenever we want" he added. I felt uncomfortable about it, if it was just malik that would have been fine but another person.
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Don't Tell Nobody (Interracial)
RomanceJasmine Taylor a typical smart, shy, and quiet sixteen year old teenager. A girl who seems all happy and easy going girl on the outside is not what she all seems. On the inside she deals with providing for her seven siblings -she being the third old...