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Angel

My eyes grew wide as I looked at my report card.

Spelling: 98% A

Grammar: 99% A

Math: 94% A

Science: 100% A

History: 92% A

I screamed excitedly as I looked at every grade. My fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Anderson embraced me in a big hug.

"Great job Angel! I'm sure your mother is so very proud of you... I know I am." She said smiling and she let me go.

"Thank you Mrs. Anderson!" I yelled.

The bell then rung for dismissal. I ran outside to the front of the school and found my bus. I hopped on it and sat down in the first seat.

The whole way home, I kicked my legs back and forth and smiled excitedly.

I just know she'll be proud of me...

The bus stopped and I realized I was at my stop. I got up and ran into the building of our apartment complex. I ran all the way up the stairs to the 3rd floor.

Once I got to the door, I stopped. I took my bag off of my shoulder and reached inside, pulling out my report card.

I looked at it before I opened the door. I smiled once again.

I grabbed the door knob and twisted it.

Once I got inside, the smell of marijuana filled my nose. The room was foggy. I waved the smoke and I looked around the room for my mother.

She was on the couch, sitting in my fathers lap.

I ran to her. "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy look!" I repeatedly tapped her. "Look mom!" I held up the report card in her face. She grabbed it and looked down at it.

"I got a 98, a 99, and even a 100!" I said pointing my finger at some of the grades on the paper. She just looked at me.

"Aren't you proud of me? Hmm? Aren't you proud of me mom?" I asked softly. I looked into her eyes and saw a familiar look of rage in them.

"You think you better than me? Hmm?" She asked sharply. "What? No mo-"

"You think you smarter than me just because you got a few As?" She asked.

"No mom..." I said feeling tears roll down my face. She got up and fear ran all through my body.

She stood over me and slapped me. I held my face as I looked at her. Pushing me on the ground, she proceeded the kick and punch me.

"You think you better than me? Huh?!" She yelled as she beat me up. I curled up in a ball. She grabbed my wrist and yanked it; I heard a snapping sound. A sharp pain went up the left side of my arm. I began to scream at the top of my lungs.

"Shut the fuck up!!!" She yelled over me and kicked me in my mouth. I could no longer scream. I was to busy focused on the pain that was coming from my bleeding lip. She then picked me up and carried me outside.

"Since you think you grown and you better than somebody, you can stay out out here." She put me down outside the door.

I began to beg and plead. "No... No mom please!!" I cried. She threw my book bag and lunchbox outside the door.

"Mom mom please! I'm sorry!" I yelled as she slammed the door in my face.

I knocked on the door. "Mom... Mommy please... I'm scared..." I whispered, feeling more tears fall down my face.

After I came to the realization that she wasn't going to answer the door, I grabbed my things and sat at the top of the stairs.

***

I woke up feeling a cool rush of air over my body. I was shivering. I was cold and I didn't have a jacket. I had on a summer outfit.

My stomach began to growl. I began to cry. After a minute of me crying, I heard a door creak open.

"Angel?" It was the voice of Mrs. Bernese, a little black old woman that lived a few door down from us. I turned around and looked up at her.

"Angel, Angel baby what are you doing out here? Do you know what time it is?" She walked over to me and sat beside me on the stairs.

"It's not safe to be-" She started but stopped when she looked at my lip.

"Angel, who did this to you?" She held my face up. I didn't say anything.

"S-she put me outside..." I whispered.

She then picked me carefully and put me in her lap. "Come here..." She said as I cried into her chest.

"It's alright... Its alright baby... You gonna be alright." She swayed me back and forth.

"Come on, let's go to my house." She stood up and grabbed my things. I stood up and walked behind her.

"You like spaghetti? Hmm?" She asked as she looked down at me. I nodded my head. "Yes ma'am.." We walked into the apartment and she shut the door. The aroma of food hit my nose. My mouth began to water.

"Good. Because I have plenty of it." She walked over to the couch and grabbed a big blanket and wrapped it around me.

"And in the morning, I can't make you a bigggg breakfast. How does that sound?"

I smiled. "Good.." She laughed and hugged me.

***

The morning came and we had just got done eating breakfast.

Mrs. Bernese gave me a bath lastnight and wrapped up my wrist. She cleaned and bandaged up all my open wounds. She even read me a bed time story before I went to sleep. She gave me old clothes that belonged to her granddaughter.

But when the time came for me to go back home, I got sad. I didn't want to leave her home. Everything was so much better here.

We walked to my door. "Thank you for everything Mrs. Bernese.." I said smiling. "You welcome baby! And you welcome to my house anytime... Just know that Mrs. Bernese got your back!" She said as she pointed at me. We both laughed.

She banged on my mothers door. After 10 minuets of doing so, my mom came to the door with a sheet wrapped around her body.

"What?" She said annoyed.

"Caroline, your child was sitting on the stairs crying at 10:00 lastnight. Did you know that?"

"Yes I knew!" My mom yelled back.

"Caroline this is ridiculous! You can-" My mother snatched me into the house.

" 't just leave your child out here at night! She had bruises everywhere! You lucky no one else got her! I should call child protective services-" My mom slammed the door in her face.

"And you're welcome!!!" I heard Mrs. Bernese yell for the other side of the door.

I looked at my mom and she looked down at me.

"I'm going to fuck you up..." She looked dead in my eyes.

I jumped up, catching my breath. After I realized I was sleeping, I let out a ear piercing scream.

I wiped the tears that were flowing out of my eyes. I got out of bed, dropped to my knees, and prayed to god.

God why is this happening?! What are you trying to tell me?! Please help me...

After I was done, I got up and check my phone. 5 AM.

Ugh it's time for me to get ready for work.

Stephanie

I watched Angel as she worked with a patient and sighed. We haven't talked in a week in a half. I miss my friend so much... But I won't be the one to apologize because I'm not wrong. She is.

I was texting the lady who I was getting to decorate Angel's gender reveal. Just because we're not speaking at the moment doesn't mean that I stop planning everything.

I can't wait until she sees everything, she's going to be so happy.

My phone was vibrating.

Hubby 😩❤️ would like to Facetime...

I smiled and answered it.

"What boy?"

"Babby! Babyyyy I miss you!" He sung into the phone.

I laughed at his goofy ass. "I miss you too..." I said sweetly. I just had to screenshot him. He was looking so cute...

"Mm mm mm..." He licked his lips. "You went to work looking good today Mama... Who you looking good for?"

I giggled. "Nobody!"

"Babe I gotta tell you some..." He whispered.

We both laughed. "Boy what?!" "No foreal!"

"You give have to text it to me babe I'm at work!" "Just go to the closet!"

I looked around and seen no one. I made my way down the hall to the janitors closet. I opened the door and cut on the light.

"Now what?" I asked him. "Ain't it's almost time for your lunch break?" He asked me.

"Yes." "And don't y'all get like a hour and a half?"

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Yeahhh. Why?.."

He hesitated a little before continuing. "You think you could come by on your lunch break and give me some wet wet?" He said softly.

"I'll think about it..." I said smirking.

"Watchu mean you'll think about ittt?" He whined. I laughed. "I'll think abut it!"

"Ughhhh!" He groaned. I giggled. "Babe I gotta go I gotta get back to work."

"No babe wai-" "Bye byyeeee I love you!" I said hanging up. I put my phone in my pocket and walked out.

***

I moaned into Jaceyon's mouth as he brought me down on his dick. My arms were wrapped around his neck holding on to him as he held me up by my legs.

We were fucking standing up. This is one thing I love about him being older than me: He did things to me I've never done before. He's not afraid to try anything. He put me in positions that I didn't even know existed or were even possible. He took my body to places I've never been before. And he'd fuck me anywhere, not just the bedroom. The kitchen, the bathroom, public restrooms, the stairs, the garage, the pool, the car, anywhere. When he wanted it, he wanted it right then and there.

I took my tongue out his mouth and rested my forehead on his.

"I love you Stephanie." He moaned as his dick throbbed inside of me. "I love you to Daddy..." I moaned coming close. "Baby, babyyy I think I-I-I'm..." I moaned out.

He slammed into me harder. "Shit!" He yelled as I squirted all over him. I heard all my juices pour onto the hall floor.

"Fuck Stephanie!"

All of a sudden, I felt ANOTHER rush of pleasure. He hit my spot over and over again. "OH OH MY GOD..." I softly whimpered. "Jaceyon don't stop... DONT STOP!" I yelled.

You could hear the wetness of my pussy as he pumped into me.

"Mmmm.. You like that?" He moaned looking into my eyes.

"Yess yessss..." I whined. "What's my name?" He hit my spot harder. "DADDY! DADDY!" I yelled.

"You love my dick?" He whispered to me. "Yes! Yes! I love your dick!!" My legs shook in his grasp.

"You got the best pussy.. Them hoes don't got what you got.. They don't turn me on like you do." He groaned and pecked my lips.

"Can't nobody make me cum like you Daddy..." I said as my toes curled. I clenched my walls around him.

"Mmm, you gripping that dick.." He moaned.

"Ahhh! Uhhh!" We both yelled as we came at the same time.

His strokes slowed down and he began to kiss me. After he was done, he slowly slid out. "I missed you woman.." He said as he slowly put me down. As soon as my feet touched the floor, my legs shook. I held onto him. He leaned down and kissed my forehead.

I stood there for a minuet regaining my balance. I walked to his bedroom and threw myself on the bed.

Soon after, I felt his big ass body onto of mine. "Ugghh babe get off me!" I yelled. "Nope." He kissed my lips.

"I shouldn't have even come over here." I said rolling my eyes. He kissed my cheek. It got quiet.

"Hey Babe, you talked to Angel?" He asked me. I scrunched up my face. "No. For what?"

He chuckled. "What you mean for what? To apologize..." I sat up.

"Apologize for fucking what Jaceyon?! Please tell me." I said folding my arms. "For getting into her business without her permission!"

"I WAS JUST TRYING TO HELP HER JACEYON." I threw my head back. He sighed and sat up.

"Baby listen I know you were just trying to help her. But come on, y'all ain't talked in like two weeks. Y'all better than that. Sometimes you have to throw your pride away, be the bigger person, and apologize even when you're not in the wrong. Like me. I apologize to you even when I'm not in the wrong and you be wrong as fuck..."

"But Jaceyon that's different!" I groaned. "How so?!" I sighed. He was right. I wanted my friend back... I have to make this right.

"Okay J.. I'll talk to her.." I whispered. "Good.. Now what you cooking tonight?" He pulled me back down.

"What you got a taste for?" I said rubbing his hair cut. "Mmmm Baby I want some steak! I love it when you make steak... That shit be so good... And greens! And then I want some of yo bomb ass mac and cheese." I giggled at the faces he was making.

"But Baby Ian talking about the mac in cheese you make..." I scrunched up my face. "What you talking about then?" I asked confused.

"I'm talking about the one that's in between yo legs." We both busted out laughing. He held onto to me.

"You so nasty... And I hope you got some steak money to pay for all of this."

"Oh I do." I reached over and grabbed his card off the nightstand. He threw it on my chest. "And I know how much on there too." He said getting back comfortable.

"Nigga shut the fuck up. I'll take it and go shopping with it." I hit him softly over the head.

"You deserve it. All this good pussy you been giving me. Shit." He said rubbing his chest. I laughed and he chuckled.

"You gone make me a sandwich before you go?" He looked at my with puppy dog eyes. How could I ever say no to that handsome face... "Mmhm."

He began to kiss my neck making shivers go down my spine.

"Jaceyon stopp it! I gotta go back to work in a little bit!" He turned me around on my stomach.

He rubbed his tip up and down my slit. "Jaceyon no!" I said sternly. "Just the tip babe, just the tip!"

"NO!" He laid down on top of me and kissed my lips. "Just let me put the head in babe.." He whispered in my ear.

I hesitated. "Just the tip?" "Just the tip."

"Mmmm.... Okay.." He put his tongue in my mouth. I moaned as he slid the head in. He stopped after the whole tip in.

He deepened the kiss and slid his whole 8 inside of me. I gasped.

"Jaceyon YOU SAID JUST THE TIP!!!" I moaned out. "Come on babe you know I can't just do that..." He said as he stoked deeper into me.