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chapter 6 is up .. ?

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- Her Escape - 6

s e l e n a

It was finally Friday, December 21st. I’m still alive though, mahmahmah. Today had been our last day before Christmas break and Jas and I had decided to skip. Well, I decided to skip and dragged Jasmine along with me. I played with iPhone 5 playing ‘Do Ya Dance.’ by Tyga and 2 Chainz, smirking. Jasmine was the only 2 Chainz fan and would always twerk when listening to him, well when were in the house alone. 

I watched as her chocolate brown eyes went wide suddenly as the beat began, “Turn it off!” She whispered yelled. “Nah, I’m good ma.” I had began twerking all over the place to make her mad. “Selena! Please.” She grabbed my shoulders to stop me. Once she successfully made me stop she hit me softly. “Are you on drugs?” She asked, shaking her head. “Maybe.” I linked arms with her again as we began walking.

m a u r i ce

"Had fun last night? Helping rich white folk?" I asked Derek as we walked towards the basketball court. He chuckled a bit, "It was a’ight, they tipped big bucks for just breathing." He shrugged his shoulders, "I met this kid the lil’ nigga had to be atleast 11 or something. He was cool and his sister yo .. she was fine as hell." I shook my head at this boy, "Yo’ canadian ass better not hit that. Rich girls don’t go away.." I warned him.

I noticed two girls in the basketball court. One was sitting on the ground giggling while the other danced around as if she was crazy. “The hell is this?” I rose a brow as Dare watched on, he pointed to the girl sitting on the ground. “That’s the girl I was telling you about.” I guess she noticed him because her eyes landed on us.

j a s m i n e

I noticed two guys walk into the basketball court causing me to grab Sel’s phone and turning off the music. She stopped jumping around and frowned, “Why’d you do that?” She tried grabbing her phone when they began walking towards us. “Can we leave? I’m out, I wanna go home and strip.” I quickly stood up, grabbing my bag. “No. Take off your sweater. No one told you to where that big ass thing.” I gave her a look, I didn’t want for her to see that I had been still cutting, there were fresh cuts on my wrists and I knew she would’ve flipped. “Hey ma.” The guy from yesterday said, licking his lips at me. 

Eeep .. He’s so cute.

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..hate me?

im not gonna post 7 unless this gets 5 likes and i get at least 5 inbox’s with feedback.

December 11th  -  0 notes  -  O

can i get feedback on chapter 5?

i have over 80 followers and never get feedback.

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- Her Escape - 5

d e r e k

I watched as a smile formed on the girls’ lips, she began twisting her hair around her middle finger giggling at me. I licked my lips at the blonde haired blue eyed girl standing in front of me. She had barely any kind of boobs but she had an ass on her, “So uh, ma. What’s ya number?” I asked, licking my lips out of habit. “I thought you’d never ask.” She wrote down the 10 digit magic number on my hand, “Call me.” She winked before walking off to her table, twisting her ass. “Damn.” I said to myself, I felt a tap on my arm causing me to turn. I looked down at this little boy who had to be about 12 or something, “Yo?” I rose a brow at him.

“Let me tell you something about that girl you was just talking too, she’s easy. She opens her legs faster than my sister closes her room door, which is pretty damn fast. If you hit that, I advise you use a condom or something. Rumor has it she has STDs.” He said, causing me to knot my brows together. “Uh, who are you?” I chuckled. “Vales. Justin Vales.” He had a James Bond thing going on, “You?” He nodded his head to me, “Bieber. Derek Bieber.” I followed suit, laughing. “Nice to meet you, bro. You just started working today?” He asked me, I shook my head. “I’ont work for this company. My moms does, I came today because ain’t shit to do in my crib.” I shrugged.

j a s m i n e

“Jay, honey have you seen your brother?” I heard my fathers deep voice ask as we were clearing out of the hotel, “Uh .. he was talking to some guy last I saw.” I shrugged my shoulders watching as my mom pulled out her phone, “I’ll go find him..” I wandered off and began looking for the devil himself. “Justinnn..” I called out softly, I heard two laughs come from the side of the hotel.  I followed the laughter and saw Justin and that waitor boy talking. “Justin.. We gotta go..” I whispered, chewing at the inside of my lip. “Alright. Nice meeting you Derek.” He waved at the boy before running to me. “You too lil’ man.” ‘Derek’ laughed and smiled at me, winking. I blushed a bit before turning around and walking back to the car. “Found him.” I climbed in the backseat, putting my earbuds in.

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Chapter six will be up tomorrow. I have to add the last POV.

I’ve been stressed lately, sorry for the wait.

~Anonymous. 

December 2nd  -  0 notes  -  O

i was supposed to write, i know.

ive been caught up.

i’ll write 2 chapters this week for you guys.

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Anonymous said:
loved it again yup

<3 yay.

answered 1 year ago
# Anonymous
November 21st  -  0 notes  -  O

just noticed. i cant count lol 4 is up.

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- Her Escape - 4

Her Escape ..

d e r e k

"Dare..?" My room door cracked open as a head popped in, I looked up from my phone to see my little sister, "Mom wants for us to help her tonight at work .. She said it’ll help us make money of our own." A smile appeared on her face. Jazmyn had a good heart, she always knew how to keep a smile on her face or make people smile. "Yeah, A’ight. I’ma get ready." I shrugged my shoulders, as she made her way over to me, "I love you, doofus." She mumbled, giving me a hug. I wasn’t big on the hug thing, but I hugged her back, "Yeah, I love you too, dumbalina." I chuckled softly watching her giggle before skipping out. 


I wasn’t sure what was going on, all I know is that there were a bunch of men in suits and women in gowns. I noticed a group of immature 13 year olds, running around the hotel lobby. A few preppy teen girls standing in a circle talking, they also wore dresses. I felt someone tug at my sleeve, I turned to see Jazmyn, “Come on, We’re gonna be helping serve the food.” She pulled me along, humming along to the music playing, it was soft yet slightly rockish. The lyrics went something like ‘Hey there Delilah, what’s it like in New York City? You’re a thousand miles away, but tonight you look so pretty.’ I don’t know. 

j a s m i n e

I felt like an outcast, everyone was wearing gowns and crap and then there’s me. I noticed another girl wearing jeans and a shirt, but she looked as if she was working. All the boys here thought they were better than slice bread and it annoyed me. I felt an arm wrap around my wrist, tightly causing me to wince. “Jasmine, do you think you could ask the help to bring a bottle of wine to our table?” My father asked, letting my wrist go. He had a bad habit of touching my wrists to get my attention when I was zoned out. I nodded my head once, “Yea, sure.” I smiled fakely, standing up and making my way over to two teens who seemed to be the ‘help’. “Um, excuse me?” I gently taped the boys’ shoulder, his back was turned to me and he had earphones in. He turned to me, taking one earphone out. He looked familiarly but I couldn’t figure out where I knew him from, “Huh?” He asked, knitting his eyebrows together. “Are you um..” I trailed off, I felt uncomfortable saying ‘the help’ because it just sounded wrong. “Yeah, I am. What do you need, ma?” He had a slight accent, he stared at me oddly. 
"Um.. My table.." I turned to point to the table my parents and others were sitting at, "They need a bottle of wine.." I tilted my head, looking back at him. He had a slight smirk on his face, "I think I need to see ID to give you a bottle." He winked, still smirking. "But it’s not for me.. it’s for th.." He cut me off, chuckling. "I’m joking ma, I’ll have it sent to y’all." He smiled at me, winking once again as I turned to go back to my table.
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next chapter is probably gonna be up next friday .. :3
November 16th  -  0 notes  -  O

- Her Escape - 3

Her Escape ..

”Jasmine, baby girl come out now..” A shaky shaky voice said, as the closet a little girl with curly hair and chubby cheeks had been hiding in doors’ opened slowly, The lady reached for the small child who immediately jumped into her arms, holding onto her for dear life. “Mommy has to go away for a bit .. And you’re gonna have to stay with a family, But mommy promises to get better so I could get you back soon, okay?” The lady who had to be at least 20 whispered into the childs’ ear. “But mwommy..” The little girl whispered, tears began rolling down her cheeks as she held onto her mother tighter. “I don’t wanna weave you..” She began crying harder and harder as the Child Protective Services agents began tugging on her. “It’s time you let go.” Said one of the agents, “Mommy loves you..” She let the child go and handed her to the agents who held her and walked out. The girl began screaming louder and louder as they walked further away from her mother.

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I jumped up, tears streaming down my face. That was the last memory I had of my biological mother, That was the last time I saw her face and the last time I heard her voice. I missed her with everything in me, no matter how much of a fuck up she had been I loved her. I wished she had kept her promise, I could’ve helped her with her drug addiction. Maybe I wouldn’t be so insecure if I had her there to love me for me. I just wanna see her face or at least hear her voice once more.

“Jay! It’s time to wake up.” My thoughts were interrupted by my adoptive mother opening up my room door, holding a bag from Macy’s in her hand. “We have an event to go to and it would mean a lot to us if you attended with us.” She placed the bag on my bed before walking out. I crawled to the end of my bed and looking in the bag. There was a sleeveless shirt with an owl, skinny jeans and a pair of black wedges. I sighed softly, taking it to the bathroom and began getting ready.

Once I was ready, I looked in my closet for a blazer or a cardigan to cover up my cuts, tonight was gonna be 100 percent l a m e.

~It’s short, but It’s something. I’m gonna try to update atleast once a week.

But do you guys like it? :( I don’t get feedback so, yknow?

Feedback is highly appreciated. :)

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November 16th  -  0 notes  -  O
Anonymous said:
oh my god i love your story omg

:’) thank you

answered 1 year ago