𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑑. ▸ 𝑡.𝑓. ✓

07

"yo- quincy i need a trace."

"on who boss?" he questions through the phone.

"vincent calvinal." i say

"got it."

i look over to raven, whose back was turned to me. i reach out to her and pull her in.

"i'll deal with him." i whisper in her ear and she relaxed slightly.

|raven|

i turn to ace and hug him.

"i'm here princess."

"ace." i part from him, looking down,

"what?"

"why me? why do you want me, there are better girls than me." he looks at me carefully.

"you see this?" he points at the necklace and taps it hard. "i've been through, enough women to know that you, raven carter, is the one that i want."

i look down again

"take me home." i start crying. "please." he sighs heavily.

"get your stuff together." he says, "keep the clothes."

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the car ride was silent and ace looked bothered.

"out." he pulls up at my house i get out and go to my door.

"dad?"

he sits up from the sofa, a little bit sober,

"where have you been?"

"sorry, lost track of time." i tell him,

"what were you doing?" he asks me

"i was downtown skating." i lie,

"alright, well when your going to the kitchen bring me my vodka." i roll my eyes,

i go into the kitchen and bring him the vodka.

"what were you doing in my room earlier?"

"looking for my money." i say plainly and my dad looks up at me.

"come, again?"

"i was looking. for. my. money." i say sternly.

"watch your tone when you talk to me, girl."

"give me a reason to." i say and he stands up, taking another drink of his bottle,

"you will respect me. weather you like it or not."

"and if i don't?" i cross my arms, he laughs.

"you wouldn't dare disobey me. you're too much like your mother."

i knock the bottle out of his hand and drop him flat on his ass, my knee in his chest.

"do not. call my mothers name in vain." i spat.

i remove my knee from his chest and get up and walk to my room.

i lock my door and go into my bathroom, taking a hot bath.

i dry myself off and walk into my room with just a towel.

don't mess with the psychopath.