I'm going to be doing little flashback chapters on the main characters lives.. just so you can see why they act the way they do. Their going to be short and straight to the point.
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Kingsley crossed the street holding her coat close to her chest. She was meeting her boyfriend Marlo at the Six Flags. They both didn't have a car so they agreed to meet up at the meat market down the street to walk there together.
The cold evening air blew against her curly locks she spent hours getting to be tamed across her red tomato face. She breathed in her hand. The warmth of her mouth soothing her just a little bit.
She spotted dreadlocks from afar and knew that was him. Her baby. Waiting by the front door with his hands in his pockets searching for his girlfriend.
Smiling, Kingsley crossed the street and stood in front of her boyfriend with her head held high.
Marlo didn't have a car, or any kind of transportation. Y'all would wonder what she was doing with him, well. She loved him and was with him on the good days so she promised she would be with him, in his bad.
"Hey baby." Marlo pulled her into a warm, hug.
She rubbed his back and breathed in. "Marlo. I missed you."
Marlo pulled away and looked around him.
"I missed you too." He smirked.
She pursed her lips and he grabbed her hand leading her towards six flags that was maybe about two miles down the road.
"You have money for the tickets? I brought some only for food though." Her father was already at his job. He offered her a ride but she didn't want him to know she was going to see Marlo.
Her father hated Marlo with a passion always felt like he wasn't good for his daughter. She would soon find out what her father meant by that.
Since she didn't listen she would have to learn the hard way.
They walked hand in hand down the valley swinging it ever so often. It was eerily quite and Marlo didn't make any conversation.
She was about to speak up but all of a sudden a whoosh of cold wind knocked her up against the brick will.
She noticed then that it was a person, rather than the wind.
"Marlo?!" She screamed. The person grabbed her arms and pinned them to the wall.
"Scream again, and I'll slit your throat."
Kingsley sucked her tears in and held her breath from how close the man was to her. He didn't look her age at all. Maybe about in his mid thirties late twenties. She frantically looked around for Marlo and she spotted him leaning up against the wall his hands in his pockets not making and attempt to save her.
"Marlo." She whimpered.
"Shut up bitch. Take this dick. It's all business love, don't take it personal."
At the mention of that word. She grew stiff. She was a virgin, at heart and physically. She was only a freshmen and didn't know half of what he was talking about.
"Please." She whispered. "I'll do anything."
"Anything?" The man tested her.
She nodded her head and he smiled sadistically.
"Take your pants off and drop those panties. Since you willing to do anything sweetheart."
She froze and swallowed looking around for anyone, anything to help her. Save her.
"I can't." She cried.
"Bet." He yanked her pants down with one hand and looped his hands in her underwear. The feel of his cold hands against her made her shudder and feel disgusted.
He placed her on the wall and held her by under her thighs. At that point. She didn't scream, fight. Or try to get away. It was nothing she could do.
He entered her and she cried silently. His face was in the crook of her neck and she wondered where everyone was at and why it was so deserted.
Marlo closed his eyes and turned away from her. He needed this money and she was the only way he could get it.
Kingsley stared at the back of his head in hate and disgust.
She hated him.
Despised him.
With what he was letting this grown ass man do to her. What could drive someone to agree to this?
As her body jerked up and down she closed her eyes and just let him take her. It was nothing she could do anyway.
