|| She Knows: A Chresanto August Story ||

Chapter Seven [unedited]

Lots of Profanity: Warning

Raylinn's Pov

I woke up confused as hell. This wasn't my bed, and this definitely wasn't my room. I looked over and saw a sleeping Rayan with his arms wrapped around my waist. I removed his hands, and attempted to get up, but he pulled me back into the bed.

"Where you going?" His voice was raspy.

"Home." I yawned. "I gotta get ready for school."

"You can get ready here."

"Rayan how am I gonna shower and all that? I don't even have any clothes."

"You don't need clothes babygirl." He had a sly grin on his face.

"It's too early for all this freaky mess." I rolled my eyes laughing.

"I'm not even being freaky though."

"Okay Rayan." I said sarcastically. "I'm going home."

"How you gon' leave without a car." He laughed.

I bit my lip as he sighed getting up.

"Let me get dressed and I'll take you over there."

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I walked inside greeted by my mother's loudness.

"Raylinn where the fuck have you been? I was getting ready to call the damn police."

"Mama I was at a friend's house."

"What friend, because you always saying you don't talk to anybody."

"I was with Rayan."

"Who the fuck is Rayan and why were you at his house. Y'all better not have been fucking, because I'm not raising no fucking baby." She folded her arms. That's like her favorite phrase.

"We were just hanging out."

"Whatever. Now get ya ass upstairs and get dressed."

"Damn always bugging and shit." I mumbled, walking up the stairs. I slammed the door making sure she knew I was mad.

"Slam another damn thing and I'll slam you with this belt!"

~

I applied a small layer of pink lipstick to my lips and smiled. I pulled my hair up into a ponytail with some bangs and I grabbed my bookbag walking out the door to get on the bus.

I sat in my usual seat towards the back, and put my headphones in. Somebody sat beside me, and I looked over scrunching up my face. It was Chresanto.

"Why the fuck are you sitting here." I pulled my headphones out waiting for a response.

"Because there's nowhere else to sit."

"Sit on the floor." I said bluntly.

"Drop that attitude. I'm trying to be nice to your a'ss." He gave me a serious look and I gave him one too.

"Well go be nice to someone else."

"Bitch we're on a bus. How the fuck am I gonna go be nice to someone else?"

"Look I don't have time for your shit Chresanto."

"I don't know why you're tryna act all hard when you know yo' sensitive ass be crying about every damn thing."

"Its not my fault you make me cry." I pouted.

"Why? Is it because I'm so goodlooking?" He grinned.

"No it's because your a dick."

"You love this dick Raylinn."

"I don't like chicken nuggets, sorry."

"Man you play too much."

The bus came to a stop and I got up and walked inside the building. I put my stuff in my locker, and headed to class so I wouldn't be late. I sat down in my seat and looked over at Chresanto who was all slumped down in his seat mean mugging me.

I rolled my eyes and started my work.

~

I walked past the water fountain being pulled into the supply closet. Why am I always in here?

"Aye man what the fuck?" I semi-yelled.

"Relax its me." A deep voice said.

"Wow! Great description!" I said sarcastically. The light switched on and Rayan stood by the door and locked it.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I want you. Now." He said. I couldn't read his facial expression. I couldn't tell if he was going to hug me, rape me, or hit me.

"Rayan are you serious."

He came closer to me and I stood still not knowing what to do. He slipped his hands around my waist and connected his lips to my skin. He kissed all over my neck and slipped his hands up my shirt. I took them out and pushed him away from me.

"Rayan get the fuck off of me."

I tried to push him off of me and he just grabbed my hands and held them.

"Move!" I started fighting back and he just pinned me to the wall.

"If you would stop trying to fight me it wouldn't be a problem. You know I can treat you so much better than him."

I kept trying to fight back but eventually I stopped because I wasn't getting anywhere.

~

I cried as Chresanto held me in his arms, stroking my hair. His shirt was wet with my tears but I don't think it bothered him. Every once in a while he would rock me back and forth or say calming sentences like "its okay" and "I'm here now.".

I told him everything that happened and he comforted me until I stopped crying.

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