{Present Time}
The man grabbed me and shoved me against the wall roughly by force. I screamed and cried for help but no one came.....He raped me.....he took my inoccence from me.
{Two years later}
I sat in the library reading my book. I moved my glasses up on the very bridge of my nose. The woman told me they were closing so i got up and walked out. I was walking out and i hit a hard chest falling to the ground hard. The boy grabs my hand and helps me up. "Watch yourself sweetheart." he says with his deep british stud accent. Making me wonder....who is this beautiful young man? And would he be a good man to me?
"I don't trust easy. So when i tell you 'I trust you' please don't make me regret it." -J.Cole
