K I D N A P P E D (Roc Royal Story)

Oh No.

     After around 2 months of training, it seemed like all me and Prince did was flirt and waste our time, I'd learned nothing. The worst thing was, my first mission was today, I was to work with Ray.

  The plan is to go into a casino, distract a certain group of men with my 'beautiful, thick' shaped body. Then Ray would walk in with his hair down; to reduce the chances of the guys noticing them and he'd swap a bag of money they had with them for a deal with one of the 'Main Men' in the whole gang business place. Or whatever this whole place is.

As I was washing myself in Prince's shower; he sat on the toilet, on the other side of the curtain singing 'She Makes Dirty Words Sound Pretty' by Pierce The Veil. I sang along to the chorus, I could hear Prince's smile in his voice. "I love how we're so alike. You're like my best friend, I can tell you anything; yet... I can kiss you whenever I want. I can be a boyfriend to you; you're so perfect Jamara." He trailed off into a mumble. I moved the curtain so he could see my face. Unexpectedly, he jumped up, cupped his hands around my face softly, and perfectly fixed our lips together, like the final piece of the jigsaw was completed.

I was startled by a loud bang at the door, "Aye Prince, Walt said you're coming too! You got to help hustle some, since you're a smart ass card reader." He shouted loudly, yet tiredly. I sighed in relief; I didn't want to leave him, we was so used to being in each others presence; it would be hard to be alone.

All of a sudden I felt somebody behind me. I turned around to see Prince standing behind me, Naked. I bit my lip; then came to realisation, Im showering with Prince. "Jacob, I- You're. I'm not a hoe." I stuggled to find what I actually wanted to say. My mind was scrambled up and I couldn't think of any straight thing. I couldn't help but look at 'him' it was just so big. It was just there. "Take a Picture, It'll last longer; and I know you're not a hoe. Im only showering with you babe." He said so sarcastically, yet so sweetly.

The door banged again; "Ray, I'm showering, GET OUT!" I shouted, almost laughing. "Yeah dude, can't two-" He stopped as we both saw a figure behind the shower curtain. He swallowed strongly, almost like he knew what was going to happen. The figure pulled the curtain off, the pole came down. I looked at him, he looked at us. His eyes bloodshot and tattoo's over his skin; he stood there topless, "Don't worry, this isn't over. I'm coming for you later." He smiled evily. The demon that possessed him. He was worse, and totally different. Chresanto. He walked away laughing, closing the door. I stood there gobsmacked. Frozen. He was back.

Bruh. -AjaM♡