I wear BROKEN like a crown

2- Mystery Man

He was the loner dude in the corner at first. Handsome but brooding. And I was not interested.

I knew those types. Dominating- making you crumble like putty under their wishes.

What I wanted was a cute boy. A pretty boy. Sweet. Easy to control. You see, I wanted to dominate, not be dominated. So that's why when I felt his dark eyes on me, I held on to my best friend like cheese on a cracker. But it was a party, I saw me a pretty boy and I wanted to dance. I had to let go eventually.

I know the streets so I let him know. "Best friend, there's this dude I aint want no trouble with so keep your eyes on me and make sure he dont try nothing."

Angeline, the friend who invited me, didn't like when people fought in her house. The last time, the cops had to come and blood stained her carpet.

We fist bumped and I took pretty boy to the dance floor. It was a normal party- wild dancing, everyone getting too close and I hated it but I felt the music in me and I let loose. Didn't need no drink for that.

But white boy was trying to buy me one, so who was I to refuse? It would only be a sip anyways. As soon as he left, mystery man was in front of me. He grabbed my wrists. "Babygirl, I want some things I think you'd be able to give."

Not panicked yet, I smirked. "Sorry, wrong girl." Then I tried to yank from his grip but it only got tighter. That's when my smile dropped. I know how easy it is to get away with scary shit. Especially at a party.

"Yo where the hell is pretty boy?" I had murmured to myself. "Best friend!" I yelled, looking around only to see the sweaty bodies of the people surrounding us. Shoot, shoot, shoot, I had moved too far in.

The guy pulled me into his body and I smelt his cologne. He smelt too good to be a rapist, right? Then he whispered into my ear. "You're resisting now but soon you'll be on your knees.. begging."

Now that's when I started to freak out. "Oh hell no!" I said, trying to escape his grasp. "Dude I'm telling you, do not mess with me! My best friend will rock your world! My brother has a gun collection. My dad is in a gang, dude, I am warning you!"

He chuckles lowly, so low I can only tell by how his mouth curves that he made a sound. "I hope that means you're tough enough to last longer than a couple seconds, baby girl."

Then the sweet guy came back with the drinks. "What is this?"

I let out a shaky breath of relief. "Pretty boy, come here."

He slid over, till confused and staring blatantly at my hands that were still entrapped. "Pretty boy over here is my date tonight." I announced. "I'm taken, so get lost."

I inched back more, still trying to take back my wrists. I yelled back again. "Best friend!"

"Take your hands off her, man." White boy demandes seeing how panicked I am. "Seriously, let go."

Mystery man gave him a smirk before lunging at me and scooping me up like I'm Ben and Jerrys and sprinting upstairs. It all happened so fast I just tensed up willing myself not to fall and yelling out for my best friend. Cause he seems to just be gone.

"Pretty boy!" I screamed. He charges for me but a dancer bumps into him and he spills both drinks and the next second I'm in the dimly light upstairs hallway. At this point I was shaking in disbelief. This cant be happening. Not to me. Not to me.

Mystery man's body was warm and he held me bridal style, not saying a thing, his beautiful face calm. Once again I was struck with how, you'd never suspect a thing.

I started to scream again, kicking out of his grasp.

This couldn't happen to me.

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Bonjour! Thank you for reading! I hope you guys are ready for the next chapters- it will only get worse.

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