"Well DJ {Daddy John/ Daddy J only trina call's him that} I have a date to go to..I'll see you later." She said winking at my dad and he slapped her ass. That almost made me throw up.
"Ok ya'll can do what ever you please to her, I'm about to be out I'll see ya'll later." My dad said giving dap to both of them. They both looked at each other and did rock, papers, shot thing. Jay lost and roy won. Jay had left and it was only me and roy in the room.
I cried only cause I knew this was going to be a long night. I looked at the clock and started timing.
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"Your still tight." Roy said as he kissed my lips and did his last stroke. I had tears coming down from eyes. He pulled out and put back on his clothes. He kissed me one more time and left.
Four fucking hours! It took him four fucking hours to bust. I had blood all over me. As I cried Jay came in with a smile on his face. I said nothing. I ready for what was going to happened next.
He took his clothes off and hovered over me. He went raw and started to push in and out. He kissed my breast and my lips as I cried even more. He started to go harder and harder,deeper and deeper, and there was nothing I could do.
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It took him even longer to bust. Six fucking hours! That's a total of fucking ten hours! While I was being rapped they put a knife to my neck. They told me that if I scream for help they would kill me.
I sat their all night not wanting to go to sleep wondering if they were going to rape me again or hold me against my will. I looked at the clock and it was 2am. I closed my eyes and heard the door open. then I heard someone put something down. I open them a tiny bit to see it was roy. He woke me up telling me it was time to eat.
I haven't ate for two days. He fed me while I had a mug on my face, I hated him. After I was done he picked up everything and kissed me. I wiped my lips on my arm then he was gone. I looked to the side a saw the knife. I was soooooo happy to see it.
I moved my legs to the side to turn on the lamp. I picked up the knife and cute my self loose. I got up and looked for another door. I saw the bathroom and a different door. It had trina's name on it. I walked in to her room, it was nice in there.
I went through her stuff and took gray sweats a white t, her white sneakers other stuuf. I got dressed and walked to the bathroom to look for a window. Nothing.
I walked back and grabbed the knife and looked through the draws to find anything that was mine. I found my phone and gum. Yay.
I pop one in and called anthony. I didn't call the police cause I know ant was looking for me and I know he has some type of weapon on him.
"Hello?"
"Baby it's me" I whispered to him. "Maya?"
"Yea it's me, baby you gotta get me now. I'm at 43 windrown st. {made up}"
"Ok may gave me the right one then. Do you know who's there?"
"Yea it's only jay and roy my dad left and trina should be coming back now."
"Ok I'll be there in no time to get you baby. I love you."
I nodded my head as if he could see me. "I love you too.
I put the phone in my bar and looked some more. I got on my knees and found a pistol. 'Good timing' I thought to my self. I grabbed that, the knife and I was out the door.
I walked up the stairs quietly. When I got to the top I saw trina there talking I hid in the nears bathroom and waited for her to come. I checked the clip and it's full. I swear these niggas are dumb! leaving shit laying around where I could get to it. Shm.
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Finding my own way
General FictionHey my name is Si'Mya and I live with my crack head mother and drug dealer dad. But things were never like this. I had an older brother named Jay. We were like that happy family you'll see in a magazine. I was 10 when I found out that my brother was...
