Stokeley has a vagina in dis story-
Stokeley's pov
I moved his arms from my waist and went to my drawer and got a black thong, blue basketball shorts, and a white over size t shirt "so bae what you got on your mind?"he casually asks taking a seat on my bed,
"There is nothing to be on my mind if I already dealt with it"I blankly said as I walked over to my bathroom door then he got in my way standing in front of me blocking the doorway putting his hand on my head and hummed,
He took his hand off my head "mistreated,misused,abused,unloved, and body shamed"he said blankly "yes now leave me alone fuck off"I snapped at him trying to punch him but he caught my fist,
His eyes glowed white then back to normal "thank me later bye for now stokeley"he said I felt my head feeling better and I felt more energized he must have healed me,
I turned my head to the mirror and all my wounds was healed "h-h-hey t-thank y—" I started and looked up but he already gone then my room door burst open,
"Stokeley who the fuck you talking to"my dad yelled making me flinch sending a shiver down my spine "a-a f-friend f-from m-my p-phone"I studderred in fear as I felt his hands around my neck choking me holding me making my feet dangle from the floor as I drop my clothes I held in my hand,
"DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME STOKELEY!"he yelled, I winced in pain his grip got tighter around my throat making me gasp for air "d-dad I-I c-can't b-breathe...."I manage to say through gasps for air his grip got tighter than before,
"IM NOT YOUR DAD YOU MIGHT AS WELL DONT CALL YOURSELF A GOULBOURNE YOU FAGGOT"he spat angrily as tears started to flow down my caramel color cheeks he throws me to the ground as my head hit my drawer,
He pulls down his pants and smirks evily I gulp hard and started to scream for my life "d-dad p-please I-I'll b-be a-a be-better s-son"I said as fear filled my tone he pulls down my pants and starts to violate me.
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"That's what whors like you get faggot"he said as he pulled his pants up and began to walk out my room tears fell down my face as I sniffles and I got up on my wobbly legs which felt so weak I feel myself falling over until someone caught me,
I looked up and saw him he had a sympathetic look on his face and sighed "what do you want"I said in a faint miserable tone as I moved out of his grasp almost falling over again but he caught me "just let me help you baby"he said,
"G-get away from m-me"I studdered as I turned around and saw my dad I started to back up "stokeley it's me"he said waving his hand in my face,
"n-no p-please—"I started but he shook me "ay nigga you more traumatized than they said you were"he said in a worried tone as I snapped out of it just as more tears fell down my face,
I moved his hands from my shoulders and tried to walk to the bathroom "s-shit"I said as I hit my head to the door drawing more blood as it began to drain down my head,
He bends over for me to get on his back "come here"he said as I slowly got on his back "t-thank you uhh..."I started "sonny"he said opening he bathroom door while his other hand was under my ass holding me so I don't fall,
He walks in the bathroom and placed me on the counter "stay here and don't move"he sternly said as he left the room I sighed yawning I'm tired and I'm not ready for school tomorrow it's gonna be a long day of torture tomorrow,
He came back in the bathroom with my clothes I picked out and places them besides me then started the tub water filling it,
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He puts his hand in the water and hums calmly then takes it out i turned my head forward and he was in front of me making me flinch,
"you can take a bath now and if you need any help just call me"he softly said "o-okay"I said getting of the counter falling but he catches me,
"falling for me already baby?"he teased as helped me down "oh shut up"I said as I pushed him out the bathroom
Maybe I can trust him
