Marcy Projects, Brooklyn NY 2009, July 09 Thursday 7 : 37 pm
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Beyoncé Knowles
I waited at the front of my school gate for her like I have been for about two weeks, she instructed me to do so because it's 'dangerous in them streets'
And usually I'd just find her waiting for me but she's nowhere to be found today. I decided to just walk home like I usually did before I knew her.
Keep your possessions close to you and don't make eye contact I told myself.
I walked in the dark valleys praying I just make it home safely, I heard a whisper from behind me then footsteps
"Ayo!! Yo bitch wait up!! I said bitch wait up" I knew they were talking to me since no one else was walking here and I decided to pick up my speed.
"Now you wanna make a nigga run and shit, I'll catch you!!" They yelled and I heard footsteps as if they were now running, I ran faster too
My heart was beating out of my chest, I could hardly hear with my ears. I felt a hand grab me and I fell down.
"Did I tell your ass to wait for me huh bitch?!" One guy spit out, he was now straddling me
"I- I'm sorry I just wanna get home" I said with tears falling out of my eyes
"And I wanna get some nut" one other guy said smirking, they all started unbuckling their belts while chuckling excitedly
I started panicking knowing what was going to happen, the guy straddling me put a knife on my neck
"I dare you to scream, you'll meet your maker" after those words left his gold filled mouth, a gun went off.
"Oh shit who the fu-" he was cut off by one of his friends being hit with a fist, the other ones ran while he was just frozen on top of me
"Bird I-" she connected the back of her gun with his scalp causing him to collapse on the floor.
I laid on the cold concrete shaking but in fear, I couldn't believe I was just moments away from being raped.
Rih kneeled in front of me, the light from moon made her hazel eyes sparkle.
She quietly checked my body, for any scars or bruises I suppose. I stayed stiff and quiet in the same position.
She picked me up bridal style leaving my fallen things on the floor and started walking. I laid my head on the crack of her neck with my arms folded.
