After the Game

3-Angel is not Angel

Angel's pov:

“♬I said that I'ma ride for my motherfuckin niggas, Most likely I'ma die with my finger on the trigger, I've been grinding outside, all day with my niggas, and I ain't going in, unless I'm with my nigga, My nigga, My nigga-♬"I sang along to my favorite song while rolling my blunt. Yeah I know what you're thinking‘ Aren't you the good one, why are you smoking a blunt?'Well no, all my best friends think that I am, and everyone else. Nahh kid! I'm fucking tired of all that crap! I was never a good one, I'm not shy, and I am most certainly not boring!! Sure I have good grades, thats cause I'm keeping my mind on my money, so I gotta be successful. And of course I always hesitate when my friends want to do something fun, thats because all fun means is ‘the club and high school parties. I got raped twice! Once in the club, and once in a high school party. I thought back when, I first got raped, and got raped again.

~Flashback~

The music is blasting loudly playing twerkaholic and there are bad bitches everywhere Damnnn. I pull out my stack of ones and threw them at the baddest of all. This club is called ‘BLOW' one of Atlanta's famous night clubs. It has neon green poles and the place is a neon red color. I got to admit my brother was right! This shit is fie!! Once my ones was done I got on an empty pole and started twerking. I twisted, slid, and turned on the pole, earning a lot of ones from different horny people. To make things more fun, I climbed all the way up the pole, and stopped for a few seconds and slowly sliding down, while twisting my hips, and I did a full split, when I reached the end of the pole, and for the finishing touch I twerked slowly then stopped, and continued to this until the song ended. By the time I was done I had like at least $200 on the floor next to me. I got plenty of death glares from the strippers, and plenty of lustful stares from horny perverts. I grabbed all my money (ofcourse) and dropped down the stage. No I am not a stripper if your'e wondering, I just like the attention. “Aye, ma you did real good on that pole, wanna drink? "I spun around facing a handsome man, looked bout my age. “Sure my names  Angel, and you are? "I said in a seductive tone. “My name is Mike. "Mike said handing me a jello shot. Turn the fuck up! I love jello shots!! He chuckled at my excitement and drank the shot in just a few seconds. I did the same, and we repeated this for about an hour. Its safe to say we was drunk as hell! The song ‘Make it nasty~by Tyga busted out the speakers. I squealed excitedly and grabbed Mike's hand and started twerking on him really fast, he held me by the waist, closing in the space between us. And soon enough, I can feel his member growing. I laughed loudly  and stopped trying to get out his grip but his  grip was way too tight, forcing me to stay. “Wtf! Mike stop let me go!!"I screamed helplessly. Mike wouldn't move, not even an inch. Getting angry, I horse kicked him, making him screech in pain, while he was holding his penis. I tried running but Mike quickly grabbed my ankle, I felt the cold marble floor on my face, meaning I fell on my face. “Ahhhhhh, Fuck!!! Mike stop!! Help, Help! "I heard Mike's low chuckle, enjoying my cries of pain. Tf??? Am I about to get raped!? Yeah I'm drunk, but that ain't mean I'll allow him to touch me without my permission.Nigga think I'm not gonna fight back. I did everything, punched, kicked, slapped, pinched while I was being pulled out the club, into a private area. No one heard my screaming! People must be that deaf! I gave up fighting,  accepting the fact that I am going to get raped. “Good girl, now I am going to put a condom on, I don't want a pregnant b****."His words slurred, and I knew in the morning he won't have a clue of what he's doing right now. He did as he said, and I felt my clothes being ripped off my body. Then he rammed himself into me, making a big hot pain grow in my lower region. “ahhhhhh!! "I kept screaming and crying, but he didn't care, just laughed and fastened his pace. This continued for like maybe 3 or 4 hours. and in the morning I woke up in my bedroom, my lower half soaring with pain…