It Gets Worst

Chapter 4- Paris

We finally arrived in Paris, and let's  just say that this place is breathtaking. And the food is something I want to eat all day, especially their biscuits, and I don't even really like biscuits.

"Dale, we're leaving!" I yelled to Dale. Bradley and I were going out to explore and walk around, even though it's pretty late. Dale couldn't come because he has some business to take care of, which I didn't mind at all. I needed some time with my best friend anyway, I owe it to him after what happened.

Brad and I roamed around and was amazed at how beautiful this place is. We then stopped at a club, but I'm pretty sure we're supposed to be at least eighteen to go in. So we decided to do things the ratchet way... sneak through the back door, I had to use my earrings to unlock it though.

It was packed in here and music that I never heard of before were playing. Brad went to go get some drinks, while I went to the dance floor. A song I finally knew came on, so I swayed my hips to it and enjoyed the moment. I look up to see a guy watching my every move with lust in his eyes. He was cute, don't get me wrong, but I only love one man and that is Dale.

He has short dyed blond hair, black or brown eyes, but I'm not sure, a bit taller than Dale, about the same skin tone as Bradley, muscular but not too muscular, and looks to be in his late twenties.

After a while, he finally decided to approach me slowly, I might as well get ready to turn him down because I'm not sleeping with this man.

"Hey, what's up. I couldn't help myself but get captured by your beauty." He said. He doesn't seems like he's from here, he has this southern accent, so he must be from America.

"Umm... thanks." I replied, awkwardly.

"What's your name?"

"Braxton, you?"

"What a lovely name, I'm Leon. Would you like to dance with me?"

"Sure, why not." I guess a little dance wouldn't hurt, but after, I'm getting the hell away from him, he gives me a weird vibe.

We danced to SZA- Garden (Say It Like Dat). I love this song so much, it reminded of Dale. So I imagined Leon was him during this moment. As the song ended, he caressed my face softly, then kissing me hungrily like I was his last meal. It was a good kiss, but I pulled back, finally realizing what was going on. I looked into his eyes and they were filled with so many emotions, lust being the main one.

"Uhhh, I'm sorry, I must've given you the wrong idea but I have a boyfriend. I have to go, thanks for the dance though." I was beginning to walk away, until he grabbed my arm, pulling me against his chest.

"Forget about him, you can't deny that you liked the way I kissed you."

"Look, I don't want any trouble, so let me the fuck go." I tried getting out of his grip, but this ni**a strong as hell. "I SAID LET ME THE FUCK GO!!!" I was done playing games, I thought tonight was gonna be a good night but I had to be polite and look where it got me.

"Yes, I like them feisty. How about we go back to my place and I'll show you a good time." Dafuq? What type of kush is he smoking? Must be the good kind if he can't catch a hint.

"No, ni**a, I don't want you, get that through that thick skull of yours. Now can you let me go?" He was now beyond pissed. Instead of responding, he dragged me by my hair, dragging me outside, through the back door. The crazy thing about it is, nobody stopped his ass, they were too busy having a good time. And where the hell is Bradley when you need him?

Leon pinned me against the wall, then starting to unzip his pants. I needed to do something and quick, I'm not about to have this man rape me. So I kicked him in the nuts, then gave him an uppercut. I saw a huge stick, so I went to go grab it. Maybe I could used it to beat the living crap out of him. But I was too late, he had already gotten a hold of me again.

"We could have done this the easy way, so I guess we gotta do this the hard way." He pinned me down again, lifted my dress, ripping my panties off, then shoved his penis inside of me. As he thrusted, I yelled for help. Leon got annoyed by my yelling, so he covered my mouth with his hands, after, he went back to his business.

I cried and begged for him to stop, but he didn't listen, he just kept going and going. He enjoyed it, I dreaded it. His moans made me sick to my stomach, I can't believe someone could take advantage of another human being and not feel any regret. I just want it to be over already, I can't take the pain any longer or I might just pass out.

After some time, he came inside of me. Leon got his self cleaned up, getting ready to go back inside, but not before saying, "If you tell anyone about this, I will end you." He spit on my face, then kicked me in my stomach, causing me to hiss in pain. "You, whore."

When he finally left, I layed there on the dirty ground and cried my eyes out. I kept repeating in my head, 'What did I do to deserve this?'. I may have done some wild things in the past, but this is not what I deserve as a punishment. No one deserves to be raped actually, no matter your gender. I literally feel worthless right now, it's like I don't even own my own body anymore. He does. And he knows it, I got a really good feeling I'm not gonna be seeing the last of him.

Brad comes outside and sees me laying there crying, so he starts panicking. "Oh my God, Braxton. What happened? I've been looking everywhere for you. Are-" He stopped talking when he saw blood coming down my legs. "Oh Lord, you... were... raped? Who did this to you?"

"I don't want to talk about it, can you just please take me to the hotel." Those were the words I managed to get out, despite me being in pain. Bradley picked me up, being gentle, not wanting to hurt me even more. The car ride to the hotel, we sat in pure silence. Which was exactly what I needed right now.

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A/N- I just found out that Aretha Franklin has passed away at the age of 76 and I'm very heart broken. I have always looked up to her because she was such a strong and independent woman. She was such a humble and kind hearted person, and she will be missed and remain the Queen Of Soul. So rest in peace Aretha.💗

P.S- I also just found out that she was my aunt and my mom never told me about it, which absolutely sucked. My whole family knew about this, and have met her on plenty occasions. I never liked going to family reunions but now I do because you never know if you'll meet one of your idols. Let this be a lesson kids.

Love Kay-Kay❤