wewe were lying on the ground of the cold, dark, wet ally, soc on juu of you, unbuttoning your shirt. wewe had aliyopewa up the screaming and crying; no was going to hear wewe anyways. wewe were helpless.
The booze on his breath was strong. wewe tasted it in his mouth when he tried to kiss you.
“You’re a verrrrrry purtyyyy girl,” he slurs into your ear.
“Get off me,” wewe scream.
He clamps your mouth shut with his hand. “Shhhh, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”
wewe bite down on his hand. Hard. He lets go of your mouth, and wewe scream for your boyfriend Soda, au anyone that would hear.
kwa this time your shati was off, and he was working on the ukanda of your jeans. All wewe could do was cry. He was much bigger than you, wewe didn’t stand a chance of fighting him off.
Suddenly, the soc is knocked off of you. wewe sit up to see Soda, punching the guy repeatedly in the stomach, screaming profanities at him, face full of rage.
The sekunde the soc is out, he turns his attention towards you. He rushes over to you.
“(Y/N), baby,” he kisses your forehead. “Are wewe hurt? Did he actually…” He asked, eyes full of anger.
“No,” wewe say, wiping the tears from your eyes.
“You’re going to be fine…” He says gently rocking you. “I promise.”
The booze on his breath was strong. wewe tasted it in his mouth when he tried to kiss you.
“You’re a verrrrrry purtyyyy girl,” he slurs into your ear.
“Get off me,” wewe scream.
He clamps your mouth shut with his hand. “Shhhh, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”
wewe bite down on his hand. Hard. He lets go of your mouth, and wewe scream for your boyfriend Soda, au anyone that would hear.
kwa this time your shati was off, and he was working on the ukanda of your jeans. All wewe could do was cry. He was much bigger than you, wewe didn’t stand a chance of fighting him off.
Suddenly, the soc is knocked off of you. wewe sit up to see Soda, punching the guy repeatedly in the stomach, screaming profanities at him, face full of rage.
The sekunde the soc is out, he turns his attention towards you. He rushes over to you.
“(Y/N), baby,” he kisses your forehead. “Are wewe hurt? Did he actually…” He asked, eyes full of anger.
“No,” wewe say, wiping the tears from your eyes.
“You’re going to be fine…” He says gently rocking you. “I promise.”
Soda’s Perspective
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 mwaka old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother alisema to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the kitanda to give her a hug.
“I upendo wewe Daddy.”
“Love wewe too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in upendo with.”
“Daddy, do I look ok?” Grace asks. I put down my newspaper to look at my 15 mwaka old daughter. Wow.
“You look beautiful, sweetheart.” It pained me to see her going on her first date. But I was smiling.
“I’ll be good, Daddy, I promise.”
I grin. Exactly what her mother alisema to her dad on our first date.
“I know.” I manage to say. “You’re a good kid.”
“Not like Faith,” Grace grins. Oh my Faith. Nine years old and already had a “boyfriend”. She was completely hilarious.
“Not like Faith.” I smile.
I get up off the kitanda to give her a hug.
“I upendo wewe Daddy.”
“Love wewe too, sweetheart.”
“You’re still going to be the first boy I fell in upendo with.”
The yells from the lot were louder than ever.
wewe knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
wewe hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
wewe went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but wewe didn’t want any of them hurt; au dead.
wewe saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
wewe start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a ngumi, punch to the face.
wewe fall into the mud, shocked kwa the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
wewe feel a hand on your shoulder as wewe get up. wewe grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” wewe thought. “This is fun.”
wewe understood why they liked these so much.
wewe knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
wewe hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
wewe went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but wewe didn’t want any of them hurt; au dead.
wewe saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
wewe start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a ngumi, punch to the face.
wewe fall into the mud, shocked kwa the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
wewe feel a hand on your shoulder as wewe get up. wewe grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” wewe thought. “This is fun.”
wewe understood why they liked these so much.