Stone Heart

Santino

Chapter Three: Santino

I stood to protect Imani. I stood firm in my intent to protect my best friend. I stood unwavering and steady. I gazed back at Imani who didn't seem to see me. She only saw her attacker; she sat there slumped over and motionless. She looked... dead.

"Imani," Santino huffed huskily. "Get yo dumb ass over here."

"She ain't goin no where," I said like poison spewing from my mouth,

"You are a fucking rapist. How dare you. I called you a bitch, do some."

Santino glared at me and walked over. The smell of alcohol bombarded me, but I did not let it detour me from protecting Imani. He looked down upon me like I was beneath him, like I was less of a human being. He grabbed my arm and squeezed provoking me. I reared my leg back and kneed him in his groin.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh," he screamed out in pain. He dropped to his knees and looked up at me.

I turned to see a still motionless Imani, wait... her face had changed. Her mouth was gawked open and her eyes had life in them again.

"You pathetic bitch," I said looking at Santino "don't you ever fucking look down on me like I am beneath you, nigga you are beneath me." I heard Imani finally stand to her feet. She hurried over and slapped him, knocking him to the left and onto his face.

"Fuck you," she shrieked. "Fuck you and everything about you," she said softly.

I spit on him and we both started for the door.

I fell.

"You bitch," Santino said as he let out a grunt  and cough. "You ain't goin no where."

Imani looked back at me on the floor and froze again. Santino pulled me closer. I kicked at his face, but he dodged it. He pulled me closer and grabbed my hair, then he dragged me to the bed and slapped me. He looked at Imani who still just stood there. He slapped her to the ground.

"You slapped me bitch, and let yo lil friend spit on me." He grabbed  her by her hair and threw her on the bed next to me.

I wiped my mouth and looked at him bitterly.

"You a feisty bitch ain't ya. I'm gone have a good time wit you." He said with a slight smirk.

He punched me again  knocking me out cold. The last thing I heard was his belt being undone and his pants hitting the floor.

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There was a woman laying on a bed. She was beautiful. She lay there on the soft black comforter looking up at the mahogany ceiling fan. The fan went around and around,and the breeze made the woman's long brown hair wave. She was absolutely stunning.

Her eyes were an opal color. They were big , and her lashes only accentuated their beauty. Her lips were full and glossy. They had a red tint that complemented  her light ebony skin tone.

Her body was draped in a silk gown. It covered just enough so you couldn't see her panties. It hugged her body in the best way. Her breast looked full and her hips spread, she was truly a masterpiece.

She was... was me, I was dreaming.

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I was awaken by Santino's cold hands trying to take off my panties. I screamed , trying to wake Imani or alert other residence in the building, but nothing worked. I punched and slapped him, but he wouldn't budge, there was no hope for me. His hand caressed by breast and he whispered in my ear.

"You wanted this, don't act like you didn't, girl. The way you smiled at me, I'm just giving you what you want."

"Santino please," I begged " I don't want this, I'm only 15. Please, no."

He prepared to enter me. Please I thought, someone save me. I don't want this. Please someone help me. God save me, send somebody down here to save me. Send me an angel, just send me someone. I don't want this, I'm only 15. A tear rolled down my eye as he began to pound my body and take my virginity.

"Please, someone." I cried.