2 nights later

"Helluh?" King answered groggily, "She woke up crying and screaming for you... I can't get her back to sleep." Bryson spoke as he ran his hand down his face tiredly.

"Aight... damn... I'm coming." He replied before hanging up.

"Shit." He mumbled sitting up, looking at the time, he sighed seeing that it was only 1 am.

Getting his clothes on, he grabbed his keys and left out.

Not sure if Renae would even come with him because of how she's been acting, he shook his head as he drove into the chilly night.

He's been having a hard time tracking Melton them down, the cops were in the way.

**

Renae walked into the guest room completely ignoring him.

Once he got inside his room, he stripped down to his boxers and laid in bed throwing his arm over his eyes as he tried to force himself to go back to sleep.

He had to have dozed off for at least 10 minutes when he heard his bedroom door open.

Removing his arm, he looked towards the door seeing Renae standing in the doorway hugging herself.

"I'm up." He partially lied, it took her a few minutes before she finally walked inside and crawled on the bed.

Laying down with her back towards him, he got up and placed the covers over her before he laid back down.

He laid listening as she cried herself to sleep which only fueled his anger more.

It had to have been 2 when he finally tried to get some sleep until he felt the bed moving.

Opening his eyes, he locked eyes with Renae as she straddled his lap.

"Touch me please" she begged, "What?" He asked trying to make sure he heard her clearly.

"Touch me." She repeated as she began grinding on him slowly.

"Nae." He groaned. "Shit, stop baybeh." He spoke trying to move her but she pushed his hand away.

"Please King?" She pleaded with watery eyes.

"I can't Nae."

"Please?" She begged leaning down towards his face and kissed him deeply as she began to go faster feeling his dick harden.

Groaning, he gripped her ass and slowed her down.

Burying her face in the crook of his neck, she whimpered softly as she placed her hands on the headboard.

Each time a flashback popped into her head she hit the headboard and went faster.

"Fuck." King groaned flipping them over.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she pulled him closer into her body and dug her nails into his back as he began to take control.

"Shit." He cursed when she scratched his back.

Whimpering, Renae flipped them back over and sat up pulling him up as well.

Coming out of her panties, she quickly removed her tank top then pulled his dick free.

Sitting on his dick, she wrapped her arms around his neck as he took her left nipple into his mouth.

Throwing her head back, she moaned softly as she began to rock back and forth.

"I'm sorry." She cried out going faster, grunting, King laid her back and rubbed his tip over her folds.

"Stop." She whimpered pulling him down and crashed her lips into his.

Both breathing heavy and glistening in sweat, Renae flipped them back over and sunk her teeth into his shoulder as she began to bounce on him.

"Fuck... fuck" He cursed smacking her ass each time she connected with him.

"I'm sorry." She repeated gripping the sheets above his head as her body stiffened then shuddered.

Screaming into his neck, she cried softly.

Lifting up slightly, she grabbed his throbbing dick and eased the tip inside her ignoring the pain and voices.

"I'm sorry." She repeated over and over again as she lowered herself up and down slowly.

"Nae no." He gritted catching on to what she was trying to do.

"Stop." She cried grabbing his hands and held them above his head.

"I need you." She cried going faster.

Hitting her wall, King cursed turning them over.

"I'm not doing dis." He told her pulling himself out and she stared up at him embarrassed and hurt.

"I don't want to feel them." She spoke with a shaky voice.

"I just want you... I need you!" She cried covering her face.

"I should've been here man." He stressed putting his boxers back on then pulled her body into him holding her securely.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here." He apologized rubbing her back as she broke down.

Things always seemed to go wrong when he wasn't around.

Although he's been wanting to go that route with her, this wasn't the right time for it.

**

The next day

"You gotta eat something Nae," King told her as they laid in bed.

The only thing she's been wanting to do is stay close to him where she felt safe.

"Not hungry." She mumbled burying her face in the crook of his neck.

"I don't want you to get sick on me baybeh." He worried.

"I'm not hungry King." She replied as she started to doze off.

April 10th

"Who's first?" Victor asked once they tied Renae to the bed.

"I got the back." Melton spoke coming out his clothes without warning, "I'ma give that pussy a go." Victor stated undoing his belt.

"I want my own turn, I'll wait." The third friend spoke as he sat in the chair watching as Renae shook her head repeatedly as the hot tears stained her bruised face.

Melton forcefully shoved himself into her backside, her screams and cries were muffled with the tape.

Grunting, he yanked her hair back as he pumped inside her quickly.

"She a virgin?" Victor asked feeling her wall.

"I ain't fucking no virgin." He spoke pulling out and the other friend kissed his teeth.

"Shit, I will."

**

Present Day

"Nae?" King called shaking her slightly, "Hold me." She spoke softly, pulling her on top of him, he wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back as she cried into his neck.

Crying herself to sleep, King went to move her until his phone began to ring.

Renae stirred slightly but remained asleep as he grabbed his phone.

"Helluh?" He spoke answering Keenan's call.

"Where you at?"

"Home." He answered, "Meet me downtown, we got dat nigga Victor." Keenan informed.

"Say less."

**

Downtown, Norfolk

"Where his ass at?" Malik asked looking around the empty lot for Kingston.

"He should be here," Keenan replied putting his gloves on.

"There he go." Malik spoke pointing towards King's all-black Audi.

"Bout time."

Driving around back, Keenan and Malik headed inside the abandoned warehouse.

"Where am I?" Victor asked trying to see from under the black bag over his head.

"Hell nigga," Malik spoke pulling up a chair and sat in front of him.

King walked in from the back with an expression that spoke "Grim Reaper"

"His ass finna have a ball." Malik chuckled tying the bandanna around his face.

Grabbing the black gloves, King put them on then picked up the brass knuckles.

Snatching the bag from off of Victor's head, he looked around frantically as he tried to adjust his eyes to the bright lights.

"What the fuck? What am I doing here?" He asked trying to move his legs but they were tied down as were his hands.

"Where were you August da tenth?" Keenan asked walking around him slowly as King stood in front of him just eyeing him.

"Huh?" He asked, "Wrong answer." Malik spoke, looking around confused, Keenan punched him right in the jaw.

Screaming in pain, Keenan cocked back and punched him 2 more times drawing blood.

Groaning, he spit out the blood along with his tooth.

Picking up the pliers, King pulled up a chair on Victors left side and held his hand down steady.

"You see." He began as Malik held up a picture of Renae and his face turned bright red.

"Come on man, you don't gotta do this! I ain't touch her, I just watched!" He partially told the truth.

"How did you know what we were about to ask?" Keenan teased, before he could reply, King used the pliers and removed part of his thumb.

He began rocking back and forth in the chair as he screamed bloody Mary.

Spit was flying out his mouth as he bit down on his lip breathing heavy.

"I have a pro'lem wit niggas putting their hands on women and taking advantage of dem." King spoke as he moved over towards his ring finger and Victor began to plead for his life.

"Who was the third friend?" Malik asked holding up the screenshot he took of their mugshots but the third one was blank.

"If I tell you, will you let me go?" He asked.

"Yeah." King lied and Keenan chuckled.

"Ok." He spoke breathing heavy.

"His name is Mason... he and Melton are best friends. They dance together and shit." He spoke then paused to catch his breath.

Clipping his ring finger off, Victor began to throw a whole fit as the blood squirted on the floor.

"Who orchestrated da whole thing?" King questioned picking up the hammer and placed it on his kneecap.

"Come on man... I thought ahhhh!" He hollered when King caved his knee in.

Malik had to look away and Keenan laughed stepping to the side.

"Mason... when Melton told us that the girl hit him and basically played him he wanted to get her back. I didn't know we would actually go through with the plan when we kidnapped her, I thought that was just to scare her. But then things started getting real."

He spoke as he began to stare off.

August 10th

"Why yo ass just standing there?" Melton asked Victor as he stuffed himself back into his shorts.

"I'm not with this." He replied looking over at Renae.

"So why the hell did you come?" Melton asked grabbing his face. "I thought we were just going to scare her and shake her up a bit." He replied and Melton laughed.

"Just forty minutes ago you were trying to fuck her."

"Until I realized she was a virgin." He corrected.

"What the fuck that mean? They're the best ones." Melton replied walking over and undid the knot from around Renae's ankles.

When he untied her hands, she kicked him in the balls and dug her nails into Mason's eyes.

"Bitchhhh!" He growled sending a powerful blow to her face.

Present Day

"So what happened next?" Malik asked.

"It turned into a game to them, they just started beating on her and taking turns."

"What you mean taking turns?" King asked.

"Having their way." Victor replied dropping his head.

"And you watched?" King asked rising to his feet, Malik and Keenan were a little confused.

They weren't used to King talking during situations like these but they weren't aware that he was a hurt man in love.

"I didn't know what to do." He replied on the verge of tears and King punched him right in the face.

"She ain't do shit to none of y'all niggas!" He spat punching him again.

"She told y'all niggas no!" Hitting him 2 more times, Keenan grabbed his arm and King pushed him back punching Victor again.

"I gotta spend nights holding her and helping her heal! ME!" He yelled hitting him again causing him to fall back.

"I'm sorry man." Victor cried choking on his blood.

Towering over him, King picked up the handgun and took the safety off.

"D—Don't shoot me man, I'm sorry." He cried staring at King with one good eye.

"Fuck yo sorry nigga!"

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