Please... Save Me (Stud4Stud)

Chapter 16

Chris's P.O.V.~

What the fuck just happened?

I'd just got done getting dressed when I heard Amber yelling down the hallway. And when I went to check it out everybody scattered like roaches.

Yo, what the fuck?

There were so many emotions running through my body in this moment. Anger. Sadness. Confusion.

But one emotion that stuck out the most was loneliness. I don't have any family. I've never had any real friends. And when I got to just lay up with them, even when we didn't do anything but sleep, I just felt...

UGH! This is bullshit! It hasn't even been a week!!

I let out a big sigh and went to the front door, locking it and then stomping off to my room. My face found it's way into one of my pillows where I then took to screaming my head off.

Life's great.

~Amber's P.O.V.~

The ride was silent. I could feel the knock of my wild heart beat through my ears as my leg bounced to an imaginary beat. My eyes, once burning holes through the tinted bullet proof glass, were now sealed shut.

Soon enough the car came to a stop. When I opened my eyes I was shocked by the big beautiful brick house standing before me. Its bright candy green grass was such a sight to see. I couldn't wait!

But as soon as I reached for the door handle King locked all of the doors and the little lock latch was shoved all the way inside of the door.

"We need to talk." I heard.

"Yes, Daddy?" I cooed, an innocent smile plaster across my lips.

"Nah, don't 'yes, Daddy' me, Principessa. What the fuck are you doing messing with Doni? How long have you been in the streets?" She questioned. Her voice was stern. There was no way I was getting out of this conversation.

"I ain't 'in the streets' per-say. I just do little shit here and there. But Doni is my main employer. I do or get what she wants, she pays me, and then we done 'till she needs somethin' else." I answer. I still couldn't see her, but I could hear her shift in her seat.

"Fuck you mean 'I do or get what she wants'? You doin' strange thangs for change or some shit?"

I know this nigga did not just--

I had to slide and turn in my seat to look at her for a moment. Was she serious right now? Does she really think I'm that low? To fuck people for money?

It hurt to see that she was actually serious about this. She genuinely thought that I was fucking Doni.

"Hell no I'm not fucking Doni! Fuck I look like?" I return. I mean , it wasn't that serious, but that shit really hurt.

"Well damn, I'm sorry. I just thought-"

"Well you thought wrong!"

Silence fell again and I crossed my arms, leaning my head back up against the window.

"Look, I ain't mean to degrade you in any type of way. I've seen a lot of shit and I assumed something that I shouldn't have." I stayed quiet, and she sighed.