🍒 lookin' ass. 🍒 [Ruby Da Cherry x Reader]

🍒 if u wanna be a weenie go to weenie hut jr.'s🍒

It was a normal day in the 7th Ward; Children fighting in the streets, drug deals around the alleyways, dicks being sucked around every corner, you know, the usual.  (Y/N) walked down the busy streets with her book bag, overflowed with homework she's never finished, or books she's never gonna read. People shuffle past her, shoving her figure aside like she's nothing. Soon enough, this aggravates her.

Instead of dealing with that her whole way home, she shuffles into an alleyway to use as a shortcut.  On her way home, she begins to hear some sort of shuffling behind her. 'What the hell?' She thought to herself, quickly turning behind her. Suddenly, she turns to three tall guys behind her. One holding a knife of some sort, maybe a switchblade? The other two were unarmed, but they both looked very physically fit.

"Hey little lady, what's a pretty little thing like you doin' down here? Shouldn't you be at home, studyin' for a test or somethin'?" The armed one laughed. "Uh, nah I'm on my way home actually." (Y/N) replied, trying to be polite so she doesn't piss them off. "Well girly, how 'bout you stay here and hang with us for a bit? We got some hardcore shit in our car." The taller one said. 

Of course (Y/N) wasn't going to fall for the typical 'get in our van, we have candy' cliche, so she politely declined. "No thanks, I'm fine. Look, I have to get home, I'm supposed to be there before 8, and-" (Y/N) stuttered, attempting to back away. "Hey hey hey, hold up. Don't be a weenie. Stay with us." The armed one said, grabbing (Y/N)'s arm rather tightly. (Y/N) panicked and pushed him away. "I-I said no! Now if you excuse me, I need to go!" (Y/N) yelled, attempting to run away. 

Before she could run, the armed stranger grabs her arm and pulls her close to him, raising his switchblade to her throat. "Now look here little girl, I don't take kindly to little pussies like you. You think you can run from someone like me? I think the fuck not. I grew up on the streets. Here on Paris Avenue we don't spare little girls like you." He growled, raising his switchblade higher to her throat, to where (Y/N) could feel it's sharp edge pressing against her skin. 

"I-I didn't mean any harm in what I said, I just, I don't have any money for drugs or anything, and I need to go home-" "NO MONEY MY ASS! LITTLE PRISSY SLUTS LIKE YOU ALWAYS GOT MONEY! THAT'S WHY PEOPLE LIKE US FUCKING HATE PEOPLE LIKE YOU!" The man yelled, pressing the blade even higher. The smell of blood surrounded both of them, as the switchblade cut ever so slightly into (Y/N)'s skin. (Y/N) let out small whimpers and tears flooded her eyes as the three men laughed at her misery.

"Yo what the fuck?" A voice called from behind them. The three guys turned to see a rather thicc guy standing behind them. He had frizzy long brown hair with a snapback, with a black hoodie and a blunt in between his fingers. "Stay out of it kid! Or you're gonna end up like this bitch!" The man with the switchblade yelled, motioning for the guy to leave. The guy standing there looked strangely familiar to (Y/N), but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

"Alright, how about, no?" The guy with this thick hips and frizzy hair said, slowly walking over. "Take another damn step and I'll cut this slut up so quick!" The stranger yelled, pressing the switchblade closer to (Y/N)'s throat.  "Alright, first of all, ya'll are pretty quick to call this chick a slut when you probably suck dick for that weed ya'll got. Secondly, that blade ain't even that damn sharp, that shit's gonna take like two days to break the damn skin with that weak shit you got. Thirdly, I'm tellin' you now that you better let go of her or you gonna get thrown in jail, and guess what, those bitches behind you ain't got your back in prison when you takin' dick from Bubba in the damn showers." The guy behind them yelled.

The man with the switchblade lowered his blade from (Y/N)'s neck, his eyes filled with rage. The two men with him suddenly lunged after the guy. The thick bitch laughed and stepped out the way, causing the two men to hit the wall with a thud and pass out. "Ya'll ain't too bright." He laughed. The last man standing suddenly lost it and chucked his switchblade at the guy. He ducked and grabbed it from behind him. "You know ya'll dumb as fuck right?" The guy chuckled, tucking the switchblade in his pocket.

"Yo weakass can't do shit without that knife, so now whatcha ya gon' do?" The guy smiled, sticking his hands in his pockets. "FUCK YOU!" The man yelled, running towards the laughing thiccy. Again, he moves out the way, causing him to hit the wall and pass out. "Holy shit that's hilarious! Damn he dumb as fuck, I swear. You think with all those drugs he could at least know how function without 'em." The guy laughed, slapping his knee and bursting into laughter. (Y/N) couldn't help but laugh a bit too.

"So, how's ya day been?" The guy asked. "Uh, fine, besides this shit." (Y/N) smiled. "This shit made my day." The guy laughed. "Oh, also, uh, who the hell are you?" (Y/N) laughed. "Huh, I dunno. Want some weed?" The guy smiled, pushing his blunt towards her. (Y/N) chuckled and grabbed it, taking a quick drag. "Damn that was weak." The guy laughed a bit, taking the blunt back. "Hey, I didn't smoke today, cut me some slack." (Y/N) shrugged. "Eh, yeah, I don't judge you for being a normal person. Welp, I gotta hit the road. My cousin's waitin' for me." The guy said.

(Y/N) smiled and looked down. "Hm, alright. Oh wait! Before you go, what's your name? Sorry, you just, look really familiar." (Y/N) shrugged. "Huh, now that I think about it, you look kinda familiar too. But for future reference, the name's Ruby." Ruby laughed. "Ruby? The fuck kinda name is that?" (Y/N) laughed. "The fuck kinda name is (Y/N)?" Ruby chuckled, turning around and walking away. "Wait, how the hell-"

Before she could finish, Ruby waved and walked off. 'How the fuck does he know my name?'  (Y/N) asked herself, before shrugging it off for now and walking home.