In The Mix With A Prostitute (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 14 The (not so) Lucky Bride-to-be

Ray Ray's P.O.V.

I wake up to a pounding headache racking my brain and my vision still blurry. I try to move my arms, but them along with my wrists are chained up above me against a wall. I try moving my legs, but my ankles are chained up also. My vision starts to become more clear and I see I'm in a dimly lit, white room. I look down and see I have literally no clothes on. I really start struggling to get out of the chains, but it's no use.

I hear a door open and hear a voice I'm not too excited to hear. "Ah, I see you're awake," Pimp Daddy says eying my body up and down.

"Just tell me where am I, why am I chained up and why I have no clothes on?!" At this point I wanted to kill him and get the hell up out of here, go find Prodigy and Jaden and move on with our lives.

"Okay, you need to shut the fuck up with all that yelling. But to answer your questions, we are at Timothy Harvest Chapel. Don't you remember we supposed to be getting married today? I don't want you to run out on me, which is why you're chained up, and two, I want some of my future wife before you officially have that title." Pimp Daddy walks up to me and starts kissing all over me. It didn't feel good and I start struggling more. "Oh a struggle, I love it." He unchained me, but I couldn't escape due to the fact his strong hands picked me up and held my waist down to the ground.

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"You know, Ray? You never get old. I love you...for the sex at least, but I still want to marry you so get dressed and hurry up, I'm on a tight schedule here," Pimp Daddy said and threw what look like my suit at me. He left out the room laughing that evil laugh of his, leaving me on the floor. Usually I would feel violated, but not this time. This time I feel broken and used. I don't know where Prod and Jaden are so I have no help. Apparently, the other prostitutes don't care for me so fuck them. Of course I am nothing but a sex slave to a pimp. I guess I am just going to have to go through with this. I put on the suit and succeed in standing since Pimp Daddy is so big. I walk out the door of the room and head towards the altar for more doom.

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"Do you Jacob Anthony Perez take Rayan De'Quann Lopez to be you lawfully wedded husband?" Minister Simmons ask him. The three of us were the only ones in the altar in the small church. I was hoping Pimp Daddy  would change his mind about this, but it looks like that's not going to happen.

"I do," I heard him say. Those words are supposed to make me cry tears of joy and be excited about getting married to the person I want to spend the rest if my life with. Instead those two words send a chill down my spine and make me want to cry tears of pain and hurt. I just want to run out of here and go find the one I truly love.

"Rayan?" I hear Minister Simmons call my name, snapping me out of my own personal thoughts.

"Yes?"

"I asked do you take Mr. Perez to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I....I....I..." I hesitate for a moment still trying to figure if it's not to late to back.

"Uhhh...he's just a little nervous. Excuse for a moment," Pimp Daddy explains to the minister and leans in close to my ear. "Look, I don't know what the fuck you're hesitating for. No one can save you now. Now, stop acting ditzy and say I do so we can get the hell up out of here." I felt him grab my behind roughly making me yelp loud. "We are ready to continue, Minister."

"Alright then. Again, Mr. Rayan De'Quann Lopez, do you take Mr. Jacob Anthony Perez to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

"I...d-"

"Stop right there muthafucka!" I was about to say the 'do' part until someone came busting through the doors of the church. I look back and see it was a tall, dark chocolate, buff man in an all black suit. He looked like he was on fire and wanted to set the whole place on fire. He walked up to Pimp Daddy and jacked him up by his right arm. "So you gon' 'head and marry a nigga when you can't even pay back your damn dues?" the man yells in his face.

"I told you Black Caesar I would pay you back tomorrow," said a frightened Pimp Daddy.

"You said you would give me my money two monts ago, but that never came around." Simmons and I just stood there looking confused as to what's going on. This is a nice way of stalling the ceremony, but I wanted to know what was going on.

"Excuse me, but what's going on and why does he owe you money?" I asked Black Caesar.

"Is he your pimp?" he asked looking at me. I nodded my head yes since I still didn't know who he was.

"Well, this make this even more interesting. What's your name, sweet cheeks?"

"I'm known as Ray2wice on the streets."

"Well Ray2wice, if you should know your pimp over has a hard time paying dues. He borrowed one hundred thousand dollars for some cocaine from me last year and I gave him up until two months ago to pay up but never did," he said yanking Pimp Daddy by his hair even more. "Oh and this isn't the first time he borrowed money from me and didn't pay me back. Another time he couldn't pay me back I told him either he pay me back by cash, by his body, or his life. He paid me by his body that time but that was strike two. This was strike three and now he has to pay by his life since he couldn't pay me by his body."

"Black Caesar I'm sorry. I forgot I had some owes due to you. Please just let me pay you back with me," Pimp Daddy said pleading for his life. I never knew Pimp Daddy was broke, probably no one knew he was broke. I never thought to think that Pimp Daddy was doing drugs, other than smoking blunts and cigars. Who knew Pimp Daddy was someone else's bitch? He always put on this hardcore front for show, only to come out weak as sticks.

"Ray, help me out here!" I heard Pimp Daddy yell out to me. He had tears coming out of his eyes, but those were tears begging for help. I thought for a moment about if I should help him out the situation or not.

"Black Caesar...go ahead and take Jacob Perez with you. Do what ever you like. He's your bitch."

"Actually, I don't have to take him anywhere." Black Caesar took his gun out of his pants and shot Jacob five times. In the head, chest, leg, arm and neck. The last thing I heard were his screams before he fell down to the ground with blood pooling around him.

"It was nice meeting you, sweet cheeks. I'll see you around," Black Caesar said giving me a kiss on the cheek before leaving the church. I blushed and then looked at Simmons who just stood in the same spot the entire time. He just looked at me and walked away. I just shrugged my shoulders and walked out of the church, back to the House.

For the first time in two years I finally felt free. It felt so good to know I can finally walk in the outside world without anyone breathing down my neck. I can finally live a life of my own and no longer have to sell my body and it was all thanks to Black Caesar. Life felt so good right now and I was going to enjoy it. I still have long years ahead of me and I'm going to enjoy them like they were my last.

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Yay, Ray is finally free. And he's finally going to start finding his happiness too. I'm so proud of him.  Sadly, this book is coming to and end, but I do plan on making a sequel. But before I make the sequel, I want to do a little back story for some scenes you guys want to know more about like how did Ray and Prod meet or how did Roc and Prince meet. So comment what you guys want a back story on and I'll make it happen. Anyway tell me how you guys like this chapter or the book period. I'm always open for comments. It's 4:18 a.m. so as I always say:

Vote, comment, spread something (anything but STDs), it was my deceased husband's birthday yesterday, and DEUCES!