Dreams Can Come True (an MJ fan fiction)

My Life So Far pt.3

Today was a horrible but yet good day. My cousins came and as always, bully me. However, something else happened. The boys who raped me as a child was walking in the streets when I was outside. They noticed me and came over.One of them said to me "Oh it's you, the girl who we used to have sex with, you have grown up quite a bit". They were checking out my boobs and butt. "That was rape, I didn't like it and I didn't want it. I was a little child!" I said backing away from them. "Remember anything sweet about us?" Another guy said. I shook my head. They surrounded me and a guy pulled out a knife. "Do whatever we want from you or else you die!" The guy said that was the leader actually. I nodded. Then I was put in a van and rode to their home. They got there and kicked open the door. We went up to a room and they put me on the bed. They said what I was scared about what they were going to say. "Have sex with Sexyweapon, our leader!" The two guys said. The guy with the knife was Sexy weapon, who joined me on the bed. He was actually a new leader who was 16 because the guy that raped me 7 years ago was murdered by a gang member. The two guys left and me and him were alone. I hate to say this but he was kinda cute but he raped me. But, I suddenly imagined MJ having sex with me. Sexyweapon was surprisingly good in bed. I didn't want it but I still imagined MJ to make things all better. I was actually moaning like I was enjoying it! After the what was supposed to be rape, they took me home. I got out and then they drove. I don't know how I felt about that. Anyway, when I got to my room I was in tears. My cousins tested down all my MJ posters while I was gone. To make it worse, they written "Fuck Michael and fuck everyone who loves this bastard!" I was bawling my eyes out for 4 hours! It's 1:43 am right now. I don't wanna live here anymore. I wish I was with Michael. If only there was some way without killing yourself. But how?