Part 1: Chapter Nine

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Sasha

Making my way down the street I swept my eyes left and right trying to see if I recognized anything around me but nothing seemed familiar. With it being dark out didn't help with matters. Everything looked the same. Shit, I just now realized I'm lost and the only person who could help I just cussed out. Fuck that he kidnapped me, more than likely drugged me and brought me to an unknown location with other dudes there. What kind of shit is that? I hoped and prayed he didn't do anything to me.

I was still a virgin and was saving myself for when Kevin got his mind right. We was going through a rough patch right now but I had no doubt things will get back to how it was, he was just stressed trying to provide for us. It's hard out here especially since we just got here.

"Yea keep telling yourself that bullshit if you want" my annoying conscious said, telling me something that deep down inside I knew was true but refused to acknowledge it.

Kevin loved me, if he didn't he wouldn't have been with me for as long as he has or brought me home with him. If he didn't care he would've left me back home but he didn't and was even ready to fight my dad for me . If that wasn't love I didn't know what was.

"Yea ok keeping thinking that if you want but you and I both know that ain't true. He did that so he could get you here and control you, don't be a fool. Besides he's not a match for our father. Don't play yourself."

Whatever, deciding to ignore my conscious I continued on my way. It's just my own doubts about the situation coming back. I at first doubted that he wanted to be with me foreal. With him being older than me plus me not giving it up to him I knew he could have anybody he wanted. Somebody older and more experienced, I still didn't know what he saw in me. I wasn't all that, I am slim thick but more slim than thick. I had thighs and ass even if it wasn't the fattest of asses I still had some that was nice and round fitting my small 5'4 frame perfectly.

However, when it comes to breast, I was apart of the iddy bitty titty committee. I just started filling out an A cup. To me, I was average so the fact he was on me the way he was had me from jump street. Now I was love sick determined to keep him. Pulling out my phone I just remembered I had, I unlocked it seeing I had 30 missed calls and 40 texts all from Kevin. Not wanting to worry him any longer and not really being in the mood to argue I called him back.

"You got 20 fucking mintues to get here or that's yo ass." was all he said before hanging up in my face.

I let go of the breath I didn't even know I was holding. He could be worse, usually he is worse. The conversation was over so quickly I didn't even get a chance to ask for directions from him. I wished more now than ever that he would've got me a better phone, the little cheap phone I had wouldn't even pull GPS up. Fearing calling him back will make things worst I decided to ask people along the way as I walked.

Finally making it to our little beat up apartment I took a couple of deep breathes preparing mysef for whatever Kevin had coming my way. I was way over the 20 minute limit having to stop and ask multiple people for directions along they way that 20 minutes turned into 45 minutes easily. Knowing he was probably pissed over what happened earlier, I decided to slow my roll. No sense in rushing into the unknown plus it gave me some time to think.

After today do I really want to keep doing this. I love him and I know he love me but he can't keep putting his hands on me. I just couldn't find the strength to leave him or even think about leaving him. I'll have to talk to him about this, let him know I don't like this. Then we can fix it.  We can work this out I know we can. Walking up the stairs I could hear music blasting meaning Kevin was having another party. He already had a welcome party, an I missed the welcome party party, an I missed both days but I'm here now party then a let's get lit Kevins home party yesterday now this? Already knew it was mad people in here fucking up what little bit we did have, they are always down to party.

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