"Answer the phone!" I kept calling but no answer. I prayed he didn't do this I wouldn't be able to live with it. I searched frantically through me and chris messages and found the address to his place. I wasn't sure if he was home but it was worth the try.
"Open the door chris please! please!." I banged my heart out. "I'm the reason she's dead please don't do this the door!" The door opened and there stood dickhead and the others sitting on the couch behind him all looking confused including dickhead. "The reason who is dead?" he questioned. "where's chris!" I replied disregarding his question. "he's in the back." said dickhead. His eyes was all over me. I had on leggings that made my butt look ten times bigger a tank that was basically painted on. It wasn't intentional, but by the way his friends stared at me I was starting to regret it. "ok." I uttered out. Making my way past dickhead as he shut the door behind me. I didn't have a clue where his bedroom was, I never been inside his place before. "he's not here. he should be back." I turned to see dickhead. "Then why would you tell me that?" "I can tell you whatever the fuck I want to!" his face got serious. Rapheal, Marcus and Jerome all laughed in his honor. "fine as fuck though can't lie I been wanted a piece." Marcus mumbled. That was it the vibe was way wrong. I took steps to the door and dickhead blocked my path. I slid my phone out and called Chris. I knew he wasn't going to answer, to be honest he haven't answered since he left, but I hoped it would scare them off. While it was ringing he took my phone and through it on the couch. "Don't do this!" I pleaded. "I've been waiting to do this." he grunted back unfastening his belt. The others were intrigued at a turn just as much as he was. "You're marked, so either way it's happening..raped in or beat in let's just get it over with! Be mad at chris he signed you up for it." He pinned me up against the couch and started kissing on my ear while his hands caressed me. I tried fighting back with every ounce of energy I had but he was too strong. Why did god made us so weaker than men? So weak that the most valuable thing we have, the small ounce of dignity, the one thing we take most pride in can easily be snatched? I couldn't protect myself. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. "Bitch loosen yo ass up." yelled Rapheal. "Because I'm next blood." "Dickhead please. please. please!" I cried out. "I'll give you anything you want just please don't do this." My voice was cracking in and out, I was so in shock. I never thought this would happen to me. "What I want is on you." he replied tightening his grip around me. I felt dickhead hands slide right into my panties causing me to gasp so loud. I could see Jerome trying his hardest not to look. He felt guilty but I needed him to look. His guilt can stop this but he didn't. The only person who could have stopped this failed me. It was at that moment I felt him push his way inside me. I gasped even louder causing Jerome to finally look up. Our eyes met each other, he had a pity look in his eyes but at this point fuck him I was in pain. Although I had lost my virginity prior, it still was painful. I felt so disgusted. All I could hear dickhead grunts as he repeatedly went in and out. "Damn."he let out, after pulling himself out of me. "I see why chris can't leave you alone.Who next?" I stood pinned against the couch damn near lifeless my mind in another dimension, while rapheal squeezed the back of my neck while rubbing his hands all over me. But then my body started to shake uncontrollably, foam started coming out of my mouth and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I Still heard the others talking , I didn't know who said what but all I heard was "what the fuck she doing?" My seizures was back. They all panicked and left, leaving as my body weakened and fell to the floor.
"Stay with my me! Come on stay with me!" I open my eyes to see my dad rushing along side me. "Sir we need you stay in the waiting area, everything is going to be fine!" That's my daughter!" he yelled back. "Everyone on the verge of death in here is related to somebody. Trust me I know! We need you to wait here or I will be forced to call security." The doctor replied back. My dad stopped and watched as they wheeled me away. "Remember what we agreed upon." He yelled. "What's going on? how did I get here?" I asked. The light swere flashing in my eyes. I was being hooked to multiple machines, voices screaming out commands to others frantically. "Am I going to die?" No one was answering me. No one cared. I turned my head and saw a bunch of familiar faces in the window. My dad , tash, hersh, Chris and Mrs Nabrosky!... Mrs nabrosky? Out of all people why was she here? Even my mom was absent. I'm convinced she wasn't on vacation, she has guilt. Somehow everyone in that window contributed to me being here. But maybe it was just my time, I'm no longer getting into that dream school, my family is ruined, I lost my dignity, Marlon,I helped murdered someone, My mom guilt won't even bring her here to see me while I'm lying on my deathbed. There it was again my body started jerking again this time it was worse. My body was thumping like I was being electrocuted. I had no control over my eyes, let along my whole body. But then it stopped. That's good right? My body stopped shaking....the room stopped spinning and stood still finally! My pain stopped, My guilt stopped.....My heart stopped! I died that night at Jenson infirmary. All my problems ended at 8:07pm...... No more stressing Hope Chanel Jackson you're free.
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How Far? (Book l)
Mystery / ThrillerA young teen in harlem with a bright future ahead is about to foresee just how far her parents are willing to go to take down a violent gang.