Chapter 2

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"Take this to table four" Luis said giving me the plates with burgers and fries on it. Luis was the cook, he works at the Spencer's diner with me, its pretty much the both of us because my crappy boss won't hire anyone else because he's too cheap. I took the plates and place them on my tray and made my over to table four.
"Here's your food let me know if you guys need anything else" I sat the tray down taking the food off. I smile and made my way over to the other table "Welcome to Spencer's diner,Can I get you guys anything?"

I froze when I saw Jamal with his arms around a girl, she was a pretty dark skin girl with a long black weave but she still didn't have Shit on me, there were with two others guys here with them.
"Some sodas will be nice" the girl said pecking his lips. While she kissed him he look at me from the corner of his eyes. "I'll bring them in a minute" I hurried away.

"Here are your drinks" I said taking off the cups but I accidentally spill one over. "LOOK WHAT YOU DID! You spill soda on my new jacket, this jacket cost more than every thing you have on! Ugh your so stupid!" The girl with Jamal said. I look at this bitch crazy for snapping on for a jacket that isn't even cute.
"Excuse you? Look I'm sorry for spilling the soda it was an accident but you ain't gonna sit here and disrespect me you lil spoil bitch" I walked away leaving them all shocked all except Jamal who was smirking at me.
If I would have known the bitch was stuck up I would have spill the Shit on her ass again. Girls like that think that materialistic things are everything that bitch wouldn't last a day in my shoes but just because she's fucking a Thug and probably got a little paper she feel like she's the Shit.
Vanity isn't everything and not everyone can live the easy life some people have to work hard to make ends meets and get shit that they want.
I put a smile on my face and went to the next table to take their order, I glance back to see Jamal and his friends leaving, he looks back and winks at me but I rolled my eyes.

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"I'll see you tomorrow luis" I said taking off my apron leaving out the back. My shift ended thirty minutes ago but me and luis had to clean up before leaving, I was gonna lock up but he decided to do it.

I walked down the street and put my headphones in my ears, I would catch a bus but it's 11 o'clock at night and they aren't any buses running. So I just walked down the street.

I felt someone grab my arm pulling me into an alley. "Get off of me!" I yelled but my mouth was covered.
I bit the person hand only to receive a hard slap across the face.
"Look you little bitch your going to keep quiet so we can get this over with" the guy said pointing a gun at me, I could smell the liquor on his breathe "Do you understand?" He asked, I nod my head as tears rolled down my face. He shoved me on the ground setting his gun beside my face, he ripped open my shirt exposing my brasierre. I turned my head in disgust, I never thought this would be the way I loose my virginity, getting rape in a old smelly alley by a drunk guy I don't even know. "Please Don't do this" I begged as tears stream down my face.
I tried to push him off me but he punch me in the face causing me to scream aloud.
He pulled my leggings down and roughly grab my pussy.
He got on his knees and unbuckle his pants and as I saw him take out his penis I started kicking, he grab his gun pointing at me, I close my eyes and only thing I heard was Bang.
I opened my eyes to find the guy dead beside me with a gunshot to the head I screamed.
"It's ok I got you ma" I look up to see Jamal lifting me while putting his gun back in his pants.
I only continue to cry as his lift me bridal style taking me to his car.

Jamal

I called up my crew to come and clean up that guys body up and make it look like nothing happen and he was never there and now I'm driving shawty to her house and she hasn't said a word she's just looking out the window. Thank God I got their before anything happened to her.

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