Jahseh's Keeper [XXXTENTACION]

JK.13

"I can't spread my legs in this tub."

"Well lift your arms so I can lift you up."

"Boy have you checked your  eyes, I'm way bigger than you."

"What are you getting at?"

"Jahseh I weigh 175 pounds, you weigh like 115."

Jahseh's face twist up.

"First of all im- I can show you better than I can tell you."

Jahseh gets in the tub and  picks me up by my armpits honestly surprising the fuck out of me.

He places me on the sink.

"So, um... Yeah." I say nervously. I can hear a small crack in my voice.

Jahseh grabs my neck making my head hit the mirror.

He puts his head on the side of my neck and he starts to suck on my jaw.

My stomach starts to twist.

I take a deep breath as he grabs my waist and pulls me closer to him.

I can feel myself getting wet.

I push his chest.

"Put it in before I bleed on you." I say nervously

"Calm down. That's what I was doing that for anyway." Jahseh says while pulling a tampon out the box.

"So that's what you did that for earlier too, to calm me down, huh?"

"Why do you keep letting me do it if you don't enjoy it?"

"What do you think is going to happen? Where do you think this is going? How would ski feel if you keep making a move on his younger sister? I'm not giving you my virginity and I don't even like you, you're just cute. That's it. I don't have any intentions of being with you or getting go know you. Put the fucking tampon in so we can take the body and get the fuck out of here!"

Jahseh slowly let's go of my neck and he takes the tampon out of the package and he slowly spreads my legs.

He slowly slides the tampon in and then I start to squirt blood all over Jahseh.

I cover my face to hide from embarrassment as if it were an annoying distant cousin at a cookout.

"I am so sorry."

Jahseh doesn't respond. I uncover my face and I see him throwing a piece of the tampon away.

"Is it in?" I ask

Jahseh doesn't respond.

He takes off the bloody shirt and pulls his phone out his pocket.

"Aye, I need you to take care of something." Jahseh says over the phone

"I have some rat meat for sale and I need to get rid of it before it rots." Jahseh continues

I feel my eyebrows furrow.

Jahseh hangs up the phone and he examines his hand.

I fold my arms to cover my bare chest.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything I said." I plead

"Yeah you did. You're having mood swings."

"I don't want you to not talk to me throughout this whole process."

"I can't ignore you, and I'm not trying to. Honestly I'm worried."

"Why?"

"Ski wasn't going to tell you until later but we got that money to buy you a car. He's only buying you a car so you would agree to staying in the system for another year so he can get his habits under control."

"So I am just a fucking bother. Throw a car at me so I'll grow up in a system because Ski doesn't want to stop smoking and popping pills?"

"What exactly was going to happen after a year of being in this system, I get the car and get out his life?" I ask angrily

"You're asking the wrong one. I was never pro robbery. Shit happens. It's not like it matters now anyway. Soon as this body gets moved we're all on the run. No car, no system, nothing. You shouldn't have killed him"

"Why?"

"That was my dad."

(I'm about to go back to short chapters, get active)