Sheltered, quiet and mostly shy is Zela and after being kicked out of her foster home, Zela is out to operate the actual world on her own, but will it just collapse under her?
After attending a party, her life is flipped in a switch and she crosse...
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After requesting an Uber and ringing Ericka the entire ride back to her hotel, Zela couldn't shake not a single memory from her head. It was as if that one moment clouded her lifetime from her nearly having her virginity ripped away from her then Kane killing Keem; she didn't know which one was more traumatic.
Once she entered her room, she quickly stripped from her clothes reminding herself to burn it. There was no way she would give it back to Ericka after telling her what happened. Even during her hot shower, it was like her skin was melting off and saw small streams of blood go down the drain. It made her skin crawl seeing blood that wasn't hers slide down her skin. It wasn't much, but it felt like the Nile river.
She definitely knew that she wasn't going to go to sleep and was happy enough that she passed by her weedmans house earlier that week for a half. She didn't trust her own thoughts tonight and a pleasant trip would at least take her away from the madness that has happened in record time.
Once she got out of the shower, she grabbed her cell phone on the dresser ready to call Ericka for maybe about the twentieth time.
It bothered Zela about Ericka just leaving off without her. Ericka definitely knew that Zela was already a massive introvert and wouldn't put herself in any negative situation. She barely even wanted to be at the party in the first place but maybe thought that something new would take her mind off the phase in my life she wasn't even prepared for. All could've been avoided if he hadn't let them inside of the club.
Still unnamed to Zela, Kane may have been handsome to her but once he opened his mouth, he was someone that she wanted no parts with. No matter how she made ways to at least accept a part of him, it just turned sour. Zela knew she had a kind and bright soul and could get through anyone but Kane's was built like a heavily armed bunker. She knew trying to get through him would bring her into the same and she didn't want that at all.
Even after thoroughly googling the club name and trying to find who really owned the club, it was named after Nikolai Harris. Then the quick Facebook search took her to his other accomplice, who was way nicer than him. So not only did Kane scar her for life, he also lied to her.
She sighed as she grabbed her already rolled grabba and walked out the balcony and sat down, propping up her legs onto the railing.
"You have reached 786-" Ericka's voicemail answered yet again making Zela sigh even louder as she took her Bic lighter and lit the end of her joint. She knew she wasn't going to reach Ericka tonight and she was going to pray hard that nothing bad happened to her. If anything definitely knew how to fight and defend herself through her parents.
Her phone rang as she saw the twins calling her through the face time call.
So much was going through her head, she didn't want to answer the call because last night's events had her emotions at an all-time high but she didn't want them worrying about her. Then again, she felt the need to talk to them with the most rational mind.
