. “what are you curious about now, donte,” she asked, smiling. “what’s up?” she said, still smiling at me. “Why haven't you told me your real name?” She coughed hard and grabbed the door handle. “It's on your I.d ma.” “Before you freak out.”

Was she about to jump out of a moving car onto the highway, what was this girl’s story? “I mean eventually I was going to…” she said. “I just wanted to be safe.” “I have a family to worry about.” “I mean, I'm not even sure if I was ever going to see you again.” She said. “do you want to chill with me later.” “Ruby?” I asked. She looked up at me, hesitant. “I mean, if you don't want to, its okay, ma,” I said, feeling rejected Pulling over to her car. We had reached the location on her GPS. “Goodbye, Donte,” she said, fixing her car, then pulling off the tow truck finally picked up her vehicle and drop It off here. I placed my grill back into my mouth. I let her passenger seat down and fixed everything back to the way it was.

When she got out the car it was if a cold breeze came in, it was a lot of warmth and comfort when she was there like a small sunbeam “ ain't no sunshine when she’s gone” I sung all the way home.

Later that day…

I had nothing to do, so I was headed home. I stopped at the block to check on the status. Nobody was around had to be a slow day. I drove home slowly. I pulled into my driveway, and I saw a Lexus.  Who the hell was at my house?  I ran over to grab a gun in its hiding place. I walked up to the car with my gun in my back pocket.

I tapped on the window one hand on my gun. The window rolled down; it was a little girl. She was a natural light-skinned with freckles and hazel eyes. I knew her face from somewhere. “Who are you?” I asked her. “I'm crystal thanking you for helping my ma umm… diamond out today.” Diamond, I thought to myself who the hell was that. I did a walkthrough of all my adventures of the day. “Oh, you talking about ruby?” Her eyes bucked out her socket.  “You know my ma name?” she said, looking at me funny.  Another little girl sat in the backseat eye raping me! “Where is she?” I asked low key excited. They pointed at my front door I walked around the house to find her. In a beautiful yellow dress that almost made it to her knees, it was flowing in the wind damn she was lovely. She had on flat shoes and a bun in her hair.

She may have been 21, but she had a mature soul. “Yo, ma, how did you find me?” I asked her. She reached into her purse and grabbed my wallet. “Yo, you thief!” I yelled, pointing at her. “What else are you hiding?” “Let me search you,” I told her, laughing. She placed her hands against the door and spread her legs teasing. Then she turned around and looked at my dick. “Hard again, huh,” she said, laughing. “You make it stay that way, Ruby,” I said to her. I was about to kidnap this mysterious woman; no way was I about to lose sight of her again this time I wasn’t asking. “Well, I guess imma go now,” she said, handing me my wallet. “No, the hell you’re not” I snapped at her possessively. You know a good one when you meet one I refused to let her slip away again. “You came all the way here you're watching a movie with me,” I told her

“How are you going to tell me?” she snapped with her hand on her hip. “you're squishy, remember” I walked over to her throwing her over my shoulder. I carried her over to their car. “She’s staying a while.” I told them. “you okay with that, ma?” the girl asked.“no-take me home!” she begged. “how much for an hour to get to know your mom?” I asked.“you can't afford it,” she said.“Bet” I challenged her I handed them my card. The girls looked at me laughing then drove off. “Really, yall!” “Traders!” ruby screamed out! “Yes, really come on, let me show you around,” I said, taking her in my house and the door autolocked. “Is this a gun in your pocket?” She asked, freaking out. I sat her down, and she took off running.

“Ruby, I'm not going to hurt you,” I yelled, chasing her! It was my house; she wasn't going far. I intercepted her in the kitchen and grabbed her. She fought me. She bit me and started screaming. She stabbed me with a kitchen butcher knife my arm. “Can't nobody hear you?” I said! “What do you mean nobody can hear me?” she said with her voice cracking? This situation was out of control. She tried to stab me again with a small pocket knife in the face. She swung violently and quickly attacking me. I grabbed her and held her arms to her waist, and bent her legs. “Stop fighting me,” I yelled, stopping her movements. She head-butted me and passed out.

“Damn it, girl!” It’s the one that fucks you up that you never forget, I had to marry this girl.  I wined, hitting my head. I took her upstairs to my bedroom. All the damn fighting fucked up her clothes I didn't want her daughters thinking I raped her or anything. I washed her and put ice to her bruise and cleaned her. Then I gave her my t-shirt. I laid her in the bed. But I remember how she spazzed out earlier. So, I tied her hands and feet to the bed.  After 25 minutes,  I heard her screaming and yelling, “help!” “Somebody help me” I didn't want this to happen. I walked into the room, and she freaked out! “Let me go!” She screamed. “I sent your information to my mom, so if something happens, they will find you!” “Plus, my babies know where you live!”

“you're’ not fully restrained” I tried to explain the situation, but she wasn't listening to it.

I had a massive cut on my arm because she went crazy! “Ruby, calm down!” “Are you going to rape me?” she screamed! “No ruby, I'm not trying to hurt you!” “The only reason why you’re tired up is that you attacked me and head-butted me knocking yourself out!” “Look at my arm, ma you attacked me!” I yelled at her. “But you have a gun,” she said, “yes, I live alone. I never know who's coming to my door,” I told her. She looked down at herself “where's my dress?” she asked freaking out, “It's 's downstairs in the dryer,” I told her.  She calmed down. I pulled my shirt over my shoulder; the blood had leaked through. “Why did you Stab me, ma?” I asked her. It was cold as hell, and I felt weak; my vision was blurry. I reached back to touch the wound; it was a deep hole in my back. I hit the floor.

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RUBY-

“Donte,” I screamed as he hit the floor. I was tied to this bed. I couldn't move. I laid in the bed helpless I freaked out what. If donte died, I  wiggled a little, and everything came unloose. I ran over to him; he was in a puddle of blood. I ran to the phone and called 911. Then I sucked up my pride and called Valencia. She flew to the hospital. I told the E.M.S that we were role-playing, but things got out of hand. They let me see him in his room; he lost a lot of blood, but he was okay. I couldn't even look him in the eyes. I was about to leave, but he called out to me. “Don't leave, ma,” he whispered.

I walked over to his bed, feeling guilty. I explained to him why I freaked out. And I told him why I was so careful. He looked at me. “ I was innocent once too scared of everything you can't live life like that,” he said. Then he passed out from the medication turns out that I stabbed him in the muscle and almost hit bone and an artery, they asked him if he wanted to press charges. I was so embarrassed.

 After a day in the hospital and full police questioning, he was free to go.

I felt indebted to him. If he looked like he needed help, I helped him. He couldn't move his right arm because of the bandages. I helped in every way I can. I kind of jumped in but only to help. Valencia was in college, and Tamera was following her every move.  When I stabbed him, it was deep and tore through muscle and messed up his nerves permanent nerve-damaged close to an artery was a result and I felt horrible I thought I was fighting for my life I had real intent to kill if necessary I stabbed him in the arm and back. His first day back home and I was on call whatever he needed, he just needed to ask.

“Ruby,” he yelled out in distress! “Yes, Donte!” I yelled, making my way to him. “Help me,” he shouted, thumping around in the bathroom.“I need a shower. I smell like a hospital,” Donte said to me. I looked at him, wondering why he needed me. Duh, his arm, I smacked myself in the head. “How do you need me to help?” I asked. “Undress me,” he said. My heart started beating fast. I never saw this man naked; I didn't even watch porn. After everything that happened after Monica, I turned sex off.

He looked at me, waiting for me to help. “Donte… don't ask this of me,” I said to him, clenching his arm. He looked at me in disbelief; he really needed my help with the nerve damage and medication he was helpless.“I will figure it out, ma you can go.” I was walking out of the bathroom, but my feet stopped working when I heard him stumble.

I couldn't leave him; this was my fault! I walked back into the bathroom and snatched off his clothes. His monster fell down his thigh, I couldn't help but stare. It was massive, like a third arm.

Donte started laughing, “You okay, ma?” He asked, mocking me. “That's scary!” I blurted out I quickly covered my mouth. He laughed harder “it isn't that big,” he said cheesing. “It's almost the size of my arm,” I yelled, pointing at his penis. “It's not even hard; this is me soft,” he said. “Now, can you help me into the shower, ma?” He said. I helped him into the shower and eased out the door. But my eyes stayed glued on him.

His soapy muscles shining wet as they flexed. I watched his mouth as he washed his face. Wet facial hair never looked so good. Oh, my god! I watched as his monster grew bigger. Steam crept out the bathroom, causing the fire alarm to go off. I was caught! Oh no! I jumped up, waving at it trying to silence it. I jumped up, waving as hard as I could. But just ended up snatching it out the wall and falling over. When I stood up after darn near breaking my neck His 14 foot ceilings getting up I saw the monster in my face. I jumped back. “Are you okay?” Donte came to me. “I'm fine,” I said, fixing myself. “What happened?” he asked. “Nothing,” I snapped at him.

“Can you put that away?” I said, pointing to his penis “Put what away?” He asked, smirking. “Your penis,” I snapped at him. “My what?” He asked. “Your penis,” I said, pointing to it. “Oh, you mean my dick?” he blurted out. I held my chest; he had such a nasty mouth. “Are you okay?” He asked, looking at me sideways? “You talk so dirty,” I shouted! “Dirty?” He questioned. “What do you mean, ma?” He asked.

“What you don't like it when I talk about my DICK?” he shouted. I looked at him like he had committed murder! “How dare you” I shouted! “Yo ma chill,” he said. Backing away from me. “Nah, I can use dirty words too; ass!” I said, putting my hand on my hip. “So, you're calling me an ass?” he said. “You aren’t scared of me anymore?” He said smirking this crazy look came into his eyes. “nobody can hear you,” he said, looking at me as prey. Then he came Running up to me, so I took off running. Thank goodness I was wearing loose sweat pants and an old t-shirt.

“Leave me alone and put on clothes,” I yelled. I couldn't let donte catch me, so I hid underneath the bed. It was silent for a while, but all I heard was screaming! My screaming! as he pulled me from under the bed. How was he still so fast and robust was he pretending to need help. “Come here, ma!” He yelled, pulling me if somebody walked in; this would look wild to them. “Ruby, I got you,” he shouted, hugging me. His penis pressed against my back.” “Oh gosh, eww, put some clothes on.” I yelled, pushing him away from me.  “ouch,” he said, holding his arm.

“I'm sorry I said, feeling bad. Donte couldn’t even play because of his pain; that’s what I thought until he attacked me! He grabbed me tighter, he picked me up and tossed me on the bed like a pillow. His left arm seemed to be as strong as his right—Donte naked behind between my legs.

He sucked on my neck, sending me into a frenzy. I moaned so hard it felt so tingly. ”hmmm”! I moaned out, He rubbed my hair and kissed my lips. I rode with it for a while then snapped back to. Pushing him off me. “Stop, no, I can't,” I yelled at him. “What's wrong, ma,” he jumped back. “I can't,” I told him. He shook his head. “I'm sorry, ruby did I go too far, I thought...” He walked over to the dresser and tried putting on his clothes. I walked over to stop him.  “It’s not that I don’t want to its just…” “Well… I never…” “I’m scared” I had a massive lump in my throat, and I couldn’t breathe.

I turn red when I'm nervous, and I cannot breathe when I spazz from pressure. “Ruby, you okay?” “It’s cool; we don’t have to do anything,” he said, trying to calm me down. He kept touching me, and it was making the situation worst, him being naked was killing me. “I’M A VIRGIN,” I told him. “He looked at me with a blank expression. He didn’t say a word for a whole minute; I scratched my arm in awkwardness, “is that a problem?” I asked him.

I didn’t know what he was feeling; he just powered off, and it wasn’t helping my anxiety. “is that a problem,” I asked again. His silence was making me itch more. Was he just after sex? I thought he was interested in me. Does that make me unattractive?

he kept his head down like he was thinking. “I think I should go,” I told him. He looked up at me like he wanted to say something, but instead, he just let me leave after stabbing him who know that this was going to be the reason that we part ways.