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Montrell's POV:

I.don't.wanna.to.be.here!

Fuck this place. There is nun but a bunch of stupid ass n***as here. Ugh.

My buddy Jamal is wit me as we walked through the streets of Manhattan.

Brah I just wanna get back to Brooklyn. Ughhh. "Yo Montrell would ya stop moping around like some bitch who ain't been fucked in a week." Jamal said rolling his eyes.

This n***a better shut the fuck up I thought. "Jamal shut yo god damn mouth. Motha fucker I ain't moping like no god damn Pussy."

Jamal opens his mouth and before he can say anything I hear someone say "You have a pretty little ass. Imma fuck this ass till all my cum fills you to the brim." Bleccccccc thats just nasty bitch. Naw man you don't fuck hoes out in public. Jamal says "damn, looks like someone is gonna get some!"

"Hahahahaha look at him squirm!" Another voice says. I look in the direction of the voice and listen carefully... That don't sound good. "Mmm you little freak! Stop fucking crying cracker." Jamal looks at me "that ain't good bro. Sounds like these people jumped some dude."

"Shut up!" I whisper still tryna hear if this is some kinky shit or rape. I hear a sickening crack and that's when I slowly grab my gun and walk around the corner. Jamal follows slowly behind with his gun at ready.

What I saw sickened me to no end. These nasty ass n***as are raping the smallest white boy I have ever seen. Ugh. The look on the crackers face says it all. He's in a fuck load of pain. He's about to pass the fuck out. And he obviously does not want what this hoe is doing to him.

I hide in the shadows aiming my gun at these bitches. There is 6 of them. One is raping the boy and the other 5 are fucking jerking off at the sight.

Ight I sneak up behind the fucker who is doing the raping and I pull my trigger. The satisfactory that I feel as it goes through his fucking brain is amazing! The rest of the men get up with their own guns and it turns to a battle. I start fighting wit them I grab 2 by their necks and slam their heads together then shoot them. Another fucker tries to jump me so I punch him in the face and knee him in the dick. The other two try to help their comrades so I shoot all three of them smack dead in the chest.

I blow on the tip of my gun and say "my work here is done." Turning back to white boy I see he's pretty much blacked out and I see Jamal put gloves on his hand and gently pulls the bitches dick out the boys ass. Gross blood drips out of the boy. Jamal looks at me and quietly says "he needs to go to the fucking hospital!"

I give him a look and say to the boy "yo you alive?"

Jamal says "of course he's alive you daft dimbo! Only just tho." I roll my eyes at him I only asked a question so chill bro. "What're we to do with him?" Jamal asked.

"Ion know! How bout we leave his ass here and get the Fuck back to Brooklyn before the damn popo show's up?"

"Or we could actually help him instead of being a dick!" Jamal hissed at me.

"I ain't helping no white ass cracker!" I said glaring at Jamal. Jamal hits me on the back of my head "boy I swear to fucking god that if yo stupid ass hits me again I'll beat yo ass."

Jamal glares at me and says "this boy is innocent and I'm taking him to the damn hospital whether you like it or no."

"Fine! Just shut the fuck up!" So what we do is take his body to the hospital they take him and we leave.

Sammy's POV:

What happened? Why does everything hurt? Why do I feel weak? Am I dead? I open my eyes and see a very bright light... Yeah I'm dead.

Suddenly I am filled with memories of being jumped and raped... Fear surges through my whole body and I feel someone touch me. The touch causes me to freak out and scream. "NO NO NO DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME NO DON'T TOUCH ME!" I close my eyes tightly trying to get out of the embrace.

I can distinctly hear a voice saying "shhhhhh Sammy it's me Mark. Your ok... Shhhhh your in the hospital." I fell asleep with the thought in my head ' I'm disgusting '

THIRD person POV:

When Sammy's parents were informed that their precious baby boy was in the hospital because he was jumped and raped they didn't know what to think. So the first thing they did was call Mark.

Now they are all sitting in Sammy's room all feeling like its their fault. Sammy's eyes open some and he looks super confused. Mark does the stupidest thing ever and hugs him.

Sammy jumps in fear and screams "NO NO NO DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME NO DON'T TOUCH ME!"

Mark rubs Sammy's hair and says "shhhhhh Sammy it's me Mark. Your ok... Shhhhh your in the hospital."

When he finally fell asleep Ryan glares at Mark and says "don't fucking touch him."

Marks eyes narrow and says "he's my boyfriend!"

Maria gently touches his arm saying "we know sweetie... But think about what Sammy's been through in the last 24 hours... He's been raped Mark, people who experience such abuse don't want to be touched."

"He wouldn't of been raped if he wasn't stupid enough to leave the house alone." Mark said frowning like he's disappointed.

Ryan glares at Mark again "are you implying this is all Sammy's fault?"

Mark glares back and says "Sammy would've been just fine if either of you stopped him. What type of parents let their feminine short ass son out alone in Manchester New York?"

"Oh so it's our fault now?" Ryan said giving Mark a look that can kill.

"Yes!" Mark yelled.

"GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!" Ryan yelled "You've never shown my son the respect he needs now you are saying it's my wife's and I's fault as to why Sammy was jumped. No I had enough don't ever come near my son again!"

Mark glares and leaves. "Baby that was harsh of you!" Maria said.

"I don't give a fuck Maria! The boy is way to obsessed with Sammy, also first he blamed our son as to why he was jumped then he blamed us! No he ain't gonna disrespect us like that."

"But he's right!" Maria said.

Ryan freezes and says "you're unbelievable! That's our son." Ryan sneers "I know you have a problem with Sammy's choices."

Maria falters "what're you talking about?"

"You know damn well what I'm talking about! Ever since Sammy started acting more like a girl you've been secretly hating him! God damnit he was fucking jumped and raped and all you doing is pointing god damn fingers. Fuck. The only people who are at fault is the people who hurt him."

Maria glares at him and says "your right I hate his choices with a passion... Yes it is his fault! If he wasn't so damn feminine he would've been able to defend himself."

Something inside Ryan snaps "I want a fucking divorce and full custody of Sammy."

Maria stands up "whatever!"

When she leaves Ryan looks at Sammy only to see him wide awake and crying. Ryan feels bad that his son had to see all of that and learn it the hard way.

Seeing his son hurting physically and mentally makes Ryan want to kill the bastards who hurt him. Sammy looks like a mess. He's covered in bruises head to toe.

Ryan whispers "I'm so sorry baby boy."

Sammy whispers "daddy."

Ryan hesitantly walks forward and goes to hug his son "may I?" Sammy nods. When Ryan sits on the bed and gently hugs his son Sammy flinches, but slowly eases into the hug. "I'm so sorry Sammy. You don't deserve this crazy ass bull shit."

End of chapter.

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