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"I should've been there"
July 16, 1992
9:22 pm
"I can't wait to get this honey right here"
Selah began walking faster—faster down the alleyway. Her neighborhood is sketchy, well all of New York is sketchy, filled with sick people lurking every corner. Selah glanced behind her, seeing the ominous gang walk at the pace she's walking.
Constant whistles and laughs echoed down the alley way.
"Leave me alone!" Selah cried, they had been picking on her ever since she left the corner store. They weren't from around here though, probably some thugs from some other borough.
It's not that she isn't strong, Selah could take on a regular sized man if she needed to, but 7 of them? Not a chance.
"Come here, you little bitch"
"I can't wait to have my way with her"
"Let me get her first"
Selah dropped the milk and started running as if it were a track race. She refused to be handled in that way again. The foot steps behind her became louder as she reached the fence. Tears tainted with mascara running down her chocolate face. She began to climb the slippery fence, feeling one man pull her left leg.
"Ason!" She cried, where is he?
She slipped off her shoe, hyperventilating as she was almost at the top of the high gated fence. She prayed for someone to come by, she prayed for Ason to come by.
And the lord never answered.
Selah wanted to feel safe and secure in Ason's strong arms. Feeling the warmth radiate off of him, she didn't need covers yesterday, but he isn't here right now.
The thugs, pulled Selah down as she continued to scream for help, her cry making her words inaudible.
"Let me go," Selah squirmed as she was pinned, hands above her head as the leader looked at her with his hardened green eyes.
"You thought you almost got away, how cute," the leader smacked his gum in her face, laughing at the scared girl. Selah spit in his face causing him to back hand slap her, his rings leaving marks across her face.
His calloused hands grazed her neck as he started placing kisses on her collarbone. The other men watched as Selah continued to cry.
