Marcus

"Yeah boss...nah...I juss' saw one at the river and she's got potential man...nah ian fucking witchu...ite thank you boss." I sighed a sigh of relief.

Thank God I finally found a girl because boss been on my meat for about a month now. He be threatening me to find him some young tender with potential. I know it's wrong but the money is RIGHT.

"Ayo Monty! Nigga where you at man?" I asked walking into the house. As soon as I opened the door I smelled a funk of sex and I heard loud moaning.

"Oh hell nah!" I took off my belt and went to get some baby oil, I went upstairs and oiler the floor in case one of them tried to run, I slowly walked up stairs and bust in the room.

This nigga Monty played sleep while his broad screamed like crazy. I went over to him and pulled the covers back while his broad tried to run.

"Good luck trying to get to the front door." I yelled at her.

While she was trying to get away, I beat Monty with the belt. He yelped and tried to cover himself with the covers.

"Marcus, what the hell wrong witchu man!" He yelled angrily.

"Nigga what I tell you about bringing broads in my house? Now for you not listening, ima get dat ass." I lunged forward and he jumped out the bed and ran to the door. I ran after him only to find him slipping on the baby oil.

"Marcus, nigga ARE YOU SERIOUS. Chill out stop playing, I'm sorry man." He pleaded and I was dead. I literally fell over laughing.

"I'm juss' fucking witchu Mont, getcho ass up, put some clothes on, and get that broad out my house man." I was still laughing at him and by this time a nigga was out of breath.

I checked my phone to see the time and saw that I had a message from boss.

Big Boss - Nigga, when Ima meat the young tendaaaa. You know ion like

Me - Boss, I just met her. Ima bring her to you soon man, give me time.

This nigga gonna be the fucking death of me, I swear.

Natalie POV

As I was sitting on my mattress looking at the ceiling, I thought of that boy Marcus. I never had anyone be that nice to me before, and it looked like he had money, Polo down to the socks which impressed me. While I had on too small dirty clothes.

"Natalie baby, wake up." My moms soft voice said.

I pretended to be sleep so she could kiss my forehead like she used to do when I was younger. This was the first time in a long time that she's ever even attempted to wake me up, let alone talk to me.

When I wouldn't wake up, I felt her get up and walk out. A couple minutes later I felt someone smack me and my dad yelled at me.

"Natalie I know you heard your mom, wake the fuck up or you'll regret it." His cruel voice yelled at me.

When he smacked me I jerked up and looked back at him with the same cruel face he had, eyes full of fury.

"What the hell Dad, don't ever put your fucking hands on me or I'll call the cops."

"Try me." Was all he said with a slight smirk.

I got up and walked into the living room to see what they wanted, but was surprised to see someone I wasn't expecting to see.

"Well hello Natalie." He said with a smirk.

"M-M-Marcus, how the hell did you find me?!" I asked more so shocked then ever.

"I know a lot of people." He replied.

I tried to talk but he interrupted me.

"Anyways go get dresses because me and you about to go somewhere."

"I don't have anything to wear Marcus and I don't even want you here, this is so embarrassing. This not even my house, this my Aunt house and these not my parents." I lied right through my teeth.

"Girl I don't give a fuck. Here, I bought you some clothes."

He handed me a pink polo shirt with some ripped black jeans, a necklace and some hoop earrings with a tan polo hat.

"I can't take this Marc, bruh this is too much and you barely know me." I said with sympathy.

"Girl go put the damn shit on so we can leave, I'm hungry as hell and you wasting a nigga time, ima starve to-"

"OKAY, Marcus. I'm going." I laughed while interrupting him because he was talking so much.

I went into the bathroom and put on the clothes, keep in mind that I havent showered in a week and some days but I wanted to make myself smell good.

I found some perfume, moved my hairs on my vagina, and sprayed the perfume up there.

"Ahhhhh shit. This shit stings." My eyes teared up a little but I sucked it up and put on the ripped jeans. I still have no underwear so I tore parts of my clothes and put them on my private area so my vagina wont be all on my jeans. I felt cute for once in my life, but the full effect wasn't there because I wasnt clean and my curly hair was knotted and matted up.

I silently cried to myself, I can't keep doing this, I'm only 14 and I'm experiencing all this trouble.

I sucker it up and walked out.

"It's 'bout damn time girl. Come on before my stomach tear a damn hole in my back." He said with a serious face.

We pulled up to Olive Garden and got out. We ate and then left to go somewhere else. 

"I had fun with you Marc, more fun then I've had in a long time." I looked at him and smiled.

"Well that's great but the night's nt ova' yet, we got one last stop Nat."

I looked at him crazy.

"No, I think I want to go home. It's getting late and we just met anywa-"

"I said we got one more stop." He looked at me with fury in his eyes. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to come with him. He's not as nice as I thought he was.

we pulled up to some old building and he told me to get out. Immediately I thought to take off running but then I turned and saw he had a gun.

"I'm sorry for doing this but I have too Natalie." He looked at me and pushed me out of the car. I took off running but he shot at me, luckily he missed. He caught up to me, but this time he grabbed me. I hit and kicked him with everything in me.

"Keep fuckin' hitting me and you gone experience worse pain then you 'bout to receive." He looked as if he was possessed.

We walked inside and it smelled of weed and liquor. Little did I know, I was about to get raped at the age of 14. He took me to the back and threw me on the floor. A big dusty man walked in and I scrunched my face in digust.

He was ugly.
But it looked like he had money.

I got up and he pushed me back down.

"Ain' nobody tell you to get up lil ma." He licked his lips and looked at me.

"Strip." He said.

"Please don't do this, you know you don't want to do thjs, I'm too young. Please noo!!" I started to whimper and cry while taking my clothes off very slowly.

"Mannnn take the clothes off, don't nobody want to rape ya stankin'. Ass. Damn." Marcus said with a slight attitude. I wanted to laugh but this was no time to be laughing. The facial expression he made was priceless.

"Boss tell her hurry up before you go get Juno man, I got somewhere to be." He whined.

"Nigga shut up and stop whining. Ole' ''Mommy can you tie my shoe." head ass." Boss looked at him and laughed.

"Mann that won't 'een funny B."

"Whatchu say?"

"I said mann I just wanna beat meat."

While they were having this dumb conversation I managed to sneak out the room. I went to the door that I thought lead to outside and I opened it. Worst idea ever.