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Jaden's POV
It's been a few months and I haven't gone back to school. Avani has been blowing up my phone, I guess my mom forgot she was paying my bill. I'm too scared to show up at school in fear they'll beat me up like that again. I haven't eaten in a while, I have been using the little bit of money I did make on water bottles.... and to fuel my drug addiction. I stopped buying weed and dab pens. I had only been buying Xanax and starting a month ago... coke. I started to feel sick from the Xanax since I kept taking it on an empty stomach so I stopped buying it.

I was sitting on the ground in an alley downtown. I'm happy to sit since just got off work, my tips were really good tonight so I can probably go out a get a little bit of food tomorrow. Until then I got out a little baggie and poured some of the white powder out on my phone. I covered one nostril and took a deep breath in. "Fuck", I said strung out as I was letting the breath out. I slumped against the alley wall. I put the baggie back in my phone case and just laid back. Two men walked over and sat on either side of me, "Hello there friends." They aren't my friends, I haven't the slightest clue as to who these dudes are but I feel pretty okay right now.

"Hey there beautiful." One of them said in a husky voice. "Woah there flirty pants, who you callin' beautiful?" I asked while giggling. "Who is flirting? Am I flirting?" One said while scooting closer. "Hey, I've seen you before. I saw you at my work." I said tapping my fingers on my leg. "Yeah we are there every day." one of the men says putting his hand on my leg. I looked down, no longer feeling giggly or even safe. I pushed his hand off and was about to get up when I was punched straight in the face knocking me back into the other man who grabbed my arms pulling them behind my back.

The other man started unbuttoning my pants and I started kicking trying to get free. "Help!" I yelled but he punched me again sending me into shock for a minute. Unfortunately long enough for him to get off my pants. I started to kick my legs again but he grabbed them holding them on each side of his waist. "Please somebody help me!" I screamed and he punched me harder. He pulled down his pants and began to line himself up with me. I continued to move around as much as possible and he pushed into me with a lot of force. I cried trying to pull my hands free from the other man but he wasn't budging and the other man kept thrusting into me. I screamed again and was punched again. He covered my mouth with his dirty hand. And this is how the rest of my day and part of my night went. Being completely brutalized and broken by these men I didn't even know.

When they finally tired themselves out they left. But not before going through my bag taking my money and leaving me laying naked on the cold ground broken. My nose and mouth were bleeding and my legs were hurting really bad. I slowly managed to get dressed. I saw myself in a piece of a broken mirror, my face was really bruised. I got my phone out, it was 3:57am. I pulled out the baggie did another line before actually turning on the phone.

Calling Avani🤡.....

A- Jaden oh my god, are you there?

My voice broke from the screaming and freezing temperature outside. Not to mention the trembling from the crying.

J- Vani i'm hurt... real bad.
A- Just tell me where you are, I will pick you up.
J- Corner of East Harlem and 53rd street.
A- Oh jay, why are you downtown?
J- Vani please come get me. I'm scared.
A- I'll be there soon, don't go anywhere and call me if anything happens.

We hung up and about 10 minutes later she pulled up to the corner. I got in and hit the doors lock button. "Jaden where have you been?" She asked driving away. "Depends on what you mean, i've been over here a day. Last week I was somewhere else pretty similar to here." I replied vaguely but honestly. "Jay please tell me what happened." She said looking to me then back to the road. I bit my lip trying to hold back the tears. When I tasted the blood I broke down.

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