This dude had brought me a car. I opened the door and true enough there sat a brand new car. After taking it for a spin, we got back to the house and when I opened the door I realized I had my keys and a house key. Once inside He looked at me and said “I told ya I loved your ass”
I grabbed Rahkeem and Gabe him the biggest hug possible. How could my abusive rapist be so thoughtful?
We chilled that night, smoked, drank, played the game, and just did homeboy shit. It was mad ass cool. But it was weird asf that we didn’t do anything sexual. I remember laying in his arms that night feeling completely rejected. What did I do wrong? Why wasn’t he trying to fuck me?
The next morning, I slept through my alarm, when I woke up Rahkeem was gone. I called him but no answer, so I texted him.
Me: Damn, why you mad at me
Rahkeem: Yo don’t start ya dumb shit
Me: Nigga you didn’t even try to touch me last night so who you fucking
Rahkeem: 🤣
Me: you know what fuck you
I put my phone on DND and got ready for campus. I pulled up and found a nice ass park on the street and walked to class. After class I decided to go find Trey ass and get some food. I noticed I had 3 missed calls from Rahkeem but I was still pissed off so I didn’t bother to respond.
Trey: Mar what’s going on with you
Me: What the fuck you talking about
Trey: Nigga you got more bruises than a bitch on line
Me: lol yo I’m good.
Trey: Mar you know everybody asking me where you been and I’m tired of lying
Me: Nigga you ain’t got to lie, why the fuck is it yours or anyone’s business
Trey: so you want me to tell everybody that you laid up with some street nigga getting fucked and beat like some dumb bitch
As soon as he said bitch I punched his ass and walked off. Once I got to my car, I noticed Rahkeem standing at my car. Slap, slap, slap… this nigga just slapped me three times in public. “See your lil bitch ass keeps making me hit you, now get in the fucking car” He said. I didn’t argue, honestly this shitty day couldn’t get any worse. Once in the car , he grabbed my head and shoved his dick in my mouth. “Throw up on me and you’re a dead bitch” He said. I could feel his thick dick stretching my throat with every hard thrust. He wasn’t gentle, it was rough and it hurt. This throat assault continued for the longest until He pulled out and nutted all on my face. This was definitely new. He has always nutted in me. “See ya ass couldn’t enjoy a good night of love, so take ya bitch ass back to class covered in my nutt” wait was he serious? I just sat there. “Damarion if you don’t get the fuck out of this car and go to class I swear I’m go fuck you up” So I opened my door and walked away. I looked down at my phone and noticed I had a text from Trey.
Trey: Damarion, you are hitting the wrong nigga. You should be hitting that nigga who beating your ass.
I really didn’t have time for Trey’s shit so I just ignored him. I found the closest bathroom and cleaned my face.
I had decided that I was not going straight to Rahkeem’s so I texted him
Me: I’m going to my room for a few, here’s my location. Please don’t be mad
Rahkeem: Nigga be home in a hour don’t make me come find you
Trey just had to be in the room, all I wanted to do was lay down and cry.
Trey: Look who decided to come home
Me: Trey please man. I’m not in the mood
Trey: nah nigga you go punch me and run off
Me: man let’s forget that please
Trey: so I must not be sexy enough
Me: what
I’m confused as fuck
Trey: nigga I could’ve fucked you but nah you off getting dicked down by some thug
Me: What the fuck? Nigga you my brother and I’m not gay
By this time Trey had grabbed me and pinned me against the wall. He was pulling on my clothes, and trying to push his fingers up my ass. I had to do something and do it fast, so I kneed him and ran. I ran directly to my car, and drove straight to Rahkeem’s.
I opened the door in tears, clothes looked a mess
“ nigga what the fuck” he said and all I could say was “Trey”……….
