A Boondocks Love Story

Ch 17 Painted In Blood

Nala POV

Graduation is coming up.
I'm so glad it's over.
High School I mean.
I'm ready to leave WoodCrest...too many bad memories.
I wish I was in college already, and just....just leave this place behind.
Luckily, me and Caesre both got accepted to Cal State Long Beach. I'm excited for what the future will bring for us.

I was laying in bed with Caesre.
I'm still at his apartment, waiting for my parents to come home.
I love the way he cares for me.
Ever since I told him what happened he has never left my side.
I'm glad I told him...but I just can't even think about kissing him.
It gives me chills.
I hate those bastards for what they done to me.

"Who did this to you?" I hear him ask silently.
I hate thinking about what happened, everytime I close my eyes I see those dogs...lay their hot bodies on me.
"It...was my neighbor...Damon..." I say sadly.
I felt Caesre clench his fists as he takes a deep breath.
Then I feel his big hand rub against my arm, attempting to comfort me.
My eyes widen and I flinch away.
He quickly pulls his hand off me and sighs.
"I'm so sorry." He apologized.
"No. Don't...its not your fault." I explain, turning to face him.
He sighs
"I should have known better...it was stupid."
"Caesre. Stop beating yourself up. Please. It's not fair to you." I beg, as I hesitantly put my hand upon his chest.
He closes his eyes.
"Okay."
I nod my head slightly as I remove my hand and lay back down on the bed.
"You got to tell the police." He insists.
I shake my head
"...I can't."
"Fine I'll do it then." I hear him huff as he shuffles.
"Wait!" I say
He looks to me
"Let me do it for you." He whispered gently caressing my cheek.
It took me a moment but I finally gave him permission.
He reaches for his cell phone that was in his pocket and he dials.
"Hello, my name is Caesre Bernard, and I would like to file a rape charge."
I sink low in the bed as I hear those words escape his mouth.
I still can't believe I was raped...

Cindy POV

"Man babe, no one from the crew ain't at skoo, why do we gots to go?" I ask Reezy who just started the car.
"Come on Murph, we almost done. Just a couple more days n we out. Don't eva gotta cum to dis place no mo."
I sigh as I sit in my seat.
As he began driving I felt hella nauseous.
The car felt like it was spinnin
"Reezy.." I say silently
"What...ooo you aight?" He said pulling ova
I shake my head and open the car door.
"Eeewwwwww." Riley said as fluid spewed out from my mouth.
After I was done I take a deep breath and wipe my mouth.
Riley looked at me with wide eyes
"Damn! You don't wanna go to school that bad??" He said making a U-Turn
I just grunt as I slump in the seat.
He parked in front of the house and opened my door. "Come on." He said grabbing my hand, pulling me out the car.
I reluctantly step out and swing my arm ova his shoulder as he walked me back in.
"What y'all doin?? Don't y'all got skoo?!"
"C ain't feelin good. Imma take care of her."
"Hell no! Yo ass is goin' to skoo. I'll take care of lil baby."
I felt myself about to hurl again and I cover my mouth.
"Hang on!" Reezy yelled throwin me over his shoulder and rushing me to the restroom downstairs.
He sets me by the toilet and let it all go holding the bowl for dear life.
"Oh God!" I yell dramatically.
I sniffle a couple times in between each hurl.
After I finished, I dramatically fell on the floor holding my stomach.
I winced my eyes closed.
"What the hell happened? You were jus fine." He said closing the bathroom door.
I shrug helplessly on the floor taking in deep breaths.
"You want me to stay?" He asks squatting down next to me
"Just go on without me." I say dramatically waving my hands
He raised his eyebrow
"You sure?"
I nod
"Aight..."
He gets up and offers me his hand
"Imma stay here a minute."
"Aight then. I'll see ya later."
I nod and he shuts the door.
I open one eye and see he is gone.
I frantically get up and search under the sink.
I pull out a pregnancy test and I hurriedly take off my pants and pee on the stick
"Pllleeaaasseeeeee. Pllleaaassseeeee. Pleaasseeee." I whisper.
After I was done I hesitate to look down.
With shaking hands I raise the stick to read it.