robyn | three

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Hungry. I was really hungry. I had no money, not even a penny. I had no other choice but to look in trash to see if I could find any scraps of anything.

Coming up with a half eaten bread and half eaten carton of chinese rice, she tried to find a place where she could sit and eat. Looking left and right she saw an empty alleyway. She crossed the road and walked to the alley. Looking straight forward not seeing anything, she sat in the far corner eating the bread and rice. Seeing rocks in the corner of her right eye she reached for them. Running her thumb on them to see if they were moist, she placed it on her tongue.

After she was done she decided to take a nap. Not even a minute into sleep she heard footsteps and voices coming close, she began to panic. She had no other place to go. The other side of the alley was blocked in.

"Aye!" hearing a voice call out i slowly turned around making contact with two men walking towards me. A little hesitant i stood, then tried to run. Key word tried.

"Where you goin ma?" one with extremely bad breath asked, knocking me on the floor

"You ain't goin no where until we get a piece of that ass, ya feel me." the one with locks said. Laughing they both dapped each other, then turned their heads towards me

"P-please, i'm begging you,  just leave me alone." i pleaded

"We ain't gon hurt you pretty little thang, in fact we gon make you feel good and after we done witchu you gon be beggin for more." bad breath said. The other grabbed me by my arms pinning them down. The other kneeled down trying to pull down my sweatpants. 

"Please!" i cried and begged but it was no use. ""Someone help me!" But no one came. Tried to kick and move, but all i got was a kick to the head.

Her eyes started to feel heavy. Sleep really sounded pleasant right about now. And, to that, she welcomed the darkness that engulfed her.

Tan walls and vanilla filled her nostrils and surrounded her when she peeled her eyes open. Looking down,  her grey sweatpants were now replaced with her bare legs. Following her eyes upward, her top and bottom half which consisted of her black shirt and jacket were now replaced with a red silky robe. Voices. She heard voices coming from somewhere close. Where was i? she asked herself.

"Is that my robe?!" a femininely voice screeched

"Yes, now be quiet, you might wake her up." said a soothing but deep and masculine voice

"But this is my hou-."

"My house you mean." he said 

"Whatever, but i'm your girlfriend, you don't even know this braud or what she's about. Picking her up from an alley and bringing her up in here, i mean she could be a prostitute for all we know, what the fuck made it seem like she needed nor wanted your help Matthew?!"

"Jenna, shut up, we already talked about this!" 

"You know what, forget it i'm going home, when your'e ready for me hit me up."

Don't slam the-." but before he could finish the sentence she slammed the door and left. Hearing him heavily sigh i decided to get up, not being able to pretend sleep anymore.

"I think i should get going, sorry for disrupting anything you and your girlfriend were doing." shyly looking down, twiddling with my fingers

"You heard the whole thing didn't you?" nodding my head yes, i looked up then paused, my mouth agape. 

Matthew. Was. White.

Someone please tell me that i was dreaming

 


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