8- Bedtime.

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Thursday December 9th, 3:32am

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I was upstairs in our room rubbing myself with some coco butter I found on the bed. Coco butter is my favorite because it reminds me of my childhood. I didn't realize I was crying until I felt the hot tear hit my knee while I was rubbing coco butter on my legs. I wiped my tears and convinced myself not to cry.

Big girls don't cry Rosey remember that. No one needs to see you weak because you are a strong and powerful women.

I heard my moms voice go off in my head. I loved when my mom called my Rosey. It made me feel like a princess. My family use to spoil me with love and affection before my sisters were born. Yeah I hated when my sisters got all the attention, but now I would never wanna live my life with out them because I get more love then I ever had before. But I guess that's gone now.

I got up from the bed remembering what my mom said and continued getting dressed. These pajamas were mad cute. They were pink with tigers all over.

 I had just put the matching shorts over my butt when Trey walked in

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I had just put the matching shorts over my butt when Trey walked in. He just looked at me and smiled. "Go sit on the counter in the bathroom I got the stuff to clean up your cuts and bruises." He said so smoothly. It felt like I was in a trance. I walked to the bathroom like told and he was right behind me.

I sat on the counter while he was applying alcohol to the cotton ball. I watched every move he made. He looked at me but I looked away. He sighed. "It's gonna hurt at first but not to bad, ight?" I nodded my head. He patted the cotton ball on my cuts. I winched in pain. He rubbed neosporin on them. He looked at the bruise on my face and rubbed it softly with his hand.

"Why did you take me." I said as he moved his hand away from my face. He started packing up the stuff and throwing away the cotton balls. "Why did you take me?" I said again getting upset hopefully receiving an answer. Why do I always have to ask twice to get answers around here?

"Because your mine." He said with a blank face. "And don't get no attitude with me." He walked out the bathroom. I rolled my eyes and followed.

"I don't know you. So how am I yours?" I wasn't in the mood to find out what this 'punishment' was so I left the attitude. I've never see this nigga in my life. I've never dated him or anything. So how does he know me? Why does he want me? "Have I met you before? How do you know me? Why did you pick me? What-" He cut me off.

"You hungry?" I didn't even realize I followed him back down to the kitchen until I stopped rambling.

"No, I'm okay."

"You sure? 'Cause if you not hungry we going to bed, it's getting late. We got things to do in the morning." He left the kitchen and we started to go upstairs.

"I'm sure. What are we doing?" I didn't know what to say or do. It was like everything I was thinking of just went away.

"You got thug school in the morning." Tf is that?

"Thug school? What is that?" I have never heard of this shit. Am I pimpin or sum?

"You'll see." Was all he said. I decided to stop questioning this dude. Maybe I get to leave the house. Maybe I can run away during 'thug school'.

He grabbed my hand and walked me back to our room. As we were going upstairs I noticed all his tattoos and muscles. He had a great body I'm not ganna lie.

He walked to the bed and got under the sheets. "Come on, I know you tired." I got in bed. I didn't realize how tired I was until I laid my head down. He wrapped his arms around me and snuggled his head in the crook of my neck. It didn't feel right knowing I don't know this man. But whatever I can do to try an get out of here I'm in. Besides it wasn't that bad. For some reason I felt, safe, safer then I ever felt before.

"Go to sleep baby." He whispered in my ear. And with those words I was out like a light.





Sorry this chapter kinda sucks but I didn't know were I was going with this but the next chapter will be better, I think. 😂

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