She's been raped and beaten her whole life And finally takes down her attackers in return gets sentenced to over 50 years in jail what happens when she meets the worlds favorite rapper in her cell.
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ʙʀᴀᴇʟʏɴɴ ᴊᴏɴᴇs ᴘ. ᴏ. ᴠ { 1:34ᴘᴍ }
" you got a visitor murda princess" Officer Pete opened the cell and said.
" tell him to leave" I whispered as I turned over on the hard bunk.
I know that the visitor was Brayden but I just can't stand to face him in my condition.
" what?" He sounded irritated like I took away his happiness or something.
" say, you heard what she said get the fuck out" I heard yb spat at him.
I completely zoned out their argument as I thought about how Brayden was about to feel once he realized I wasn't going to see him.
What if he never comes again? What if he thinks I hate him? What if he gets mad or even worse sad?
I turned to tell Officer Pete I changed my mind but he was already gone which made me sigh.
" you changed yo mind?" Yb looked at me and asked making me huff.
" leave me alone" I mumbled as I turned back around.
Instead he did the complete opposite and climbed onto my bunk and just stared at me.
" why you ain't want to see him?" He asked and honestly I don't know why he cared.
" I'm not in my right mind and he will see that and ask questions, he doesn't need to worry about me" I told him and honestly I don't know why.
" say, get up" he hit my leg making me kick him.
Instead of asking again he yanked me up and made me look at him.
"Stop acting like dat" he sternly told me making me smack his hands off me.
" fuck off me, you don't know shit about me so ion know who you faking like you fucking care nobody ever did" I yelled at him through gritted teeth.
" don't fucking yell at me guh" he spat back making me roll my eyes.
" don't fucking tell me what to do" I pushed him away from me making him push me back.
" what the fuck is wrong with you slime?" He looked at me in disbelief.
" I ask myself that same question everyday" i softly spoke as I held back my tears.
" why does everyone I come across either try to rape or beat me, is it the way I look tell me cause I will fuck my face up" I seriously told him as he shook his head.
" you came across me and that other bitch and we ain't rape or beat you" he told me.
Nigga you did beat my ass, but I'll let you have your moment.
"Whatever, y'all can't save me, I'll kill my self sooner or later" I spoke as I laid back down and he huffed and jumped off the bunk.
The only reason I haven't done it yet is because of Brayden.
