One Night (urban fiction)

killer

You know that feeling you get like somebody is staring at you? That's exactly how I'm feeling rigt now even tho I'm asleep but I'm really only half asleep. If its King I'll be so fuckin mad because that's creepy and weird. I opened my eyes slowly kinda scared to see who the eyes belonged to. I shot up with a gasp, it was one of King's big ass friends. He hoovered right on top of my bed stroking his dick and looking at me with lust in his eyes. I froze while flashbacks of my almost rape came back and I automatically went into defense mode. I kicked him in the dick. While he was bend over in pain I started screaming Kings name but I got nothing. I looked at Kings friend and he was already up ready to pounce on me like a hungry cheetah. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me towards him I grimaced In pain. He flipped me on my stomach and pulled down my pajama shorts. I was kicking and screaming, doing anything to get this nigga off me. I kept thinking why me? why do shitt like this always happen to me? Where did this Nigga even come from? My kicking and screaming did nothing because I felt something gooey and cold on my ass and I felt his rough hands massaging my asshole, OH HELL No!!!! Through my panick I started looking  in between and under the bed trying to find anything to defend myself. Suddenly I felt some cold steel and recognized the figure of a gun. I just pray its loaded. Waiting for the right time to pull out my weapon I felt his hard dick trying to enter my asshole. I stiffened and squeezed my asshole tight and cocked the gun. I guess he recognized the sound because he froze and that gave me the chance to turn around. I pulled the trigger four times, once in his chest, head, arm, and stomach. He fell on me I pushed him off me and he fell with a thud on the floor. I stood up and looked at him, then it hit me i just killed another person I'm gonna go to jail and get raped in there too. I ran in the corner of the room slid down on the floor and started sobbing to myself. I heard somebody calling my name I looked up and King was standing at my room door with only a towel on. He was yelling and asking me questions but I couldn't hear him I just kept repeating that he tried to rape me and why me. When King  heard the word rape he froze, pulled out his phone, called somebody and hung up I couldn't even understand the words that were said. He came closer to me telling me that everything was going to be okay and that I was safe. I just pulled him into my arms and cried on his shoulder. Ten minutes later three men in all black walked in and started cleaning up my mess. By the time they was done you couldn't even tell anything had a murder had just happened 30 mins ago.

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