Turning in my seat I stare at him I make a face so that he knows that it will never happen.
"Nay I'm serious I just want to know" Shawn said grabbing my hands.
"Why, can't we just forget about it?" Almost being closed to tears Shawn pulled me across the threshold in the car and onto his lap. How did he lift me I will never know. Once my butt touched Shawn's knee he instantly started rubbing circles on my back for comfort.
"Look at it like this Nay, I'm only going to make sure he's not doing the same thing to your moms" Though my mom was way past foul for choosing her man side over mine, I still loved her. Weird I know. Any other human being would be hoping the man that raped them was doing the same thing to their mother, if she was anything like my mother. Only so she can feel the hurt, but I just couldn't, and I think Shawn knew this, being that he brought her up to get information out of me.
Although I know that wasn't the real reason, I still have to address because there is a possibility that he is doing it to my mom or maybe even another girl. And that hurt I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy.
Instead of moving off of Shawn's lap I lay my head on his shoulder and close my eyes, no longer in the mood to go back to school. I think Shawn knew this because he continued to rub my back. After awhile Shawn started the car getting ready to move back to the passenger side, Shawn gripped my hip so I wouldn't move. Before I could say anything Shawn placed the car in drive and began to cruise out of the parking lot. Holding Shawn tight while my head still lay on his shoulder, he still rubbed my back. However, I'm not holding him tight because of the situation previous, but because my big ass was sitting on Shawn skinny ass while he drove. And to make matters worst he had to pull my body up forward so he can maneuver the wheel, now having my butt placed on his very big friend.
I thanked God for allowing us to make it home safely, and without any tickets. Which I still wonder about because there were police on almost street we rode on, and I swear one sent a head nod towards Shawn. Instead of question the matter I let it go. Once we entered the home I immediately went upstairs to Shawn room to take a shower.
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Making sure Nay got into the shower by waiting to hear the water. Once I heard the water I immediately called up all of my babies on the block. Not real babies but the lil niggas that work for me on different blocks.
In my crew we call all the niggas that be on the block, babies, because they only doing baby work. On each block I have almost 15 babies selling that good shit. Being that I have about 15 blocks, one being Nay's old one, on lock you can do the math and see how many babies roaming. The niggas that distribute the work to the babies are called the D-Boys I think you can understand why. For every five baby there is a D-Boy giving each block three, sometimes four for great measures. After that I got my Dirty Boys, these the niggas that shoot first talk later and don't give a damn about your mom's or daughter they are just what I call them Dirty Boys. All of my dirty are not on the block at all, they literally only come out at night so they always in the warehouse playing around and shit.
Though Nay never told me the name of that wack ass nigga that did that shit to her I knew him all too well same for her crackhead ass mom too. The both of them together owe me over three g's since they thought it would cool to rob one of my babies. That's another thing everyone in my crew protects the babies, just as if they were actual babies. So when the crew found out one was robbed, and by who they wanted blood, especially my Dirty Boys. However, once word got out about my crew looking for them they faces haven't been seen since.
After talking to all of my babies letting them know to stay in groups because things are about to get real, I called my D-Boys and informed them of the news. But it was the Dirty Boys that was told strict orders on what to do when the two were found. I even let my crew know to tell the streets it's a reward for whoever finds them and tells us where they at, because if they still in town I have to make sure they don't get close to Nay. Lord knows that would be the day all then pigs (police) on my payroll go against the contract they signed because one will definitely have to arrest me.
Once I was done I climbed the stairs, and the further I went the louder the music got that was coming from the room. Though the music was loud I still heard Nay's sobs in the shower, poor baby thought the shower and music would drain out her crying, but being that I been in the game since I was 10 I was forced to be alert at all times, so bad that I can hear a drip of water from my room with the tv on.
Instead of letting her suffer longer I chose to invite myself into the bathroom to retrieve her from her hurt. I promise I made sure I didn't stare at her round ass, or perky ass D cup tits through the shower door. Lord help me and give me the strength because I ain't had none in a minute.
Opening the shower door I seen the little jump Nay did that she tried to play off.
"What are you doing in here Shawn" she didn't even turn around just stood under the water. Watching the water glide down her body I was snapped back into reality by Nay clapping her hands, again still not facing me.
"I heard you in here crying so I came to make sure you were okay" true I heard her but let's be honest that's not the only reason.
"Oh well I'm fine now you can go" all while Nay talked she continued to rinse off the suds of soap but she made sure not to show any parts of her.
"Okay well hurry because I have to talk to you about something" and with that I left out. Not even five minutes later I heard the water cutting off and since I cut the music off when I made it upstairs I just sat in my bed wondering how would I tell her. I just pray she doesn't look at me different because she is literally the only female I have come across that wasn't trying to be on my dick.
Ten minutes later Nay came out of the bathroom looking very refreshed, but I also saw that little puffiness in her eyes from crying.
"What do we have to talk about Shawn I just want to sleep"
"We have to talk about what I do for a living"
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The Inevitable of a Thug and a Girl
Roman d'amourHomeless girl meets big time thug. What happens?