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review all of my stories, no matter if they are good or bad! ((And it
doesn't even matter if it's not a chapter from Midnight Acquaintance;
they'll still read it! Amazing huh?))
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1.1 Chapter 4: Bronx Sweetheart
Random felt the cold cement up against her cheek. She sat up from her sprawled out position in the empty warehouse. The damp air sent a shiver up her spine as she waited for her eyes to focus on the dark room. From what she could tell, there were no windows, or they were boarded up. The room was empty with the exception of some boxes and tables. A small light hanging from the ceiling allowed for a viewpoint of about five feet. From that point on, she had no idea what the building looked like.
Her head spun in circles as she brought her knees to her chest, feeling very lost and confused all at once. She looked on the cement where she had been lying and noticed a small dried blood stain.
"Damn…" she felt the back of her head.
Her hand traced over a bump on the back of her head and carefully felt parts of her hair, stiff with dried blood. Her head spun again, and she felt like throwing up. Her hand instinctively flew to her mouth as she closed her eyes, concentrating on something besides her head. Some movement in the shadows gave her a reason to ignore her headache. She turned her head sideways, looking for a continuation of the movement or any sound that might allude to another presence in the room with her.
"Heyah sweetface," a harsh whisper came from the darkness.
Random stood up on shaky legs in defense, "Who's there?"
"Aw, don't remember me doll?" Kaden stepped into view of Random, walking right up to her. He placed a rough hand on her cheek sending shivers down her spine, "I shoah remembah yous."
Random glared at Kaden and pulled her face from his hand. She quickly sent a hand his way, slapping him hard and leaving a red mark against his cheek.
"What the hell is wrong wid yous? Bringin' me heyah? I don'even know where heyah is! Brooklyn'll be aftah you in no time Kaden! Git me back to Brooklyn."
"Aw, Random. I'm hoit," Kaden pulled back, putting a hand to the redness on his cheek, "Don't worry you'll go back to Brooklyn, one way or anuthah."
Kaden grabbed Random's collar and brought her face back up to his, pressing his lips rudely to hers. He then quickly dropped her onto her back. Random glared at Kaden and spit at him.
"Yous such a jerk. Why do ya even need me here?"
Kaden looked around for a brief moment as if considering her question, "When Brooklyn falls to our demands to sell there, we'll let yous go. Undah a few conditions."
"Like what?" Random snapped and then started coughing.
A small smile appeared on Kaden's face, "You all right?" Random was about to answer but Kaden cut her off quickly, "You still nevah told the bulls 'bout the illegal weapons."
Random rolled her eyes, "Kaden, let me git back to my life and I won't mention a thing 'bout the weapons. Have I in the past year? No. Duh Kaden, cause if I did you wouldn't be tawkin' to me right now. Yous ain't the smartest bully are ya? You think if I wanted to tell them 'bout the weapons I woulda already?"
Kaden folded his arms, not appreciating her tone. Random got back to her knees and put a hand on her throbbing head. Kaden started to circle her but she didn't care. She was looking for a way out of this place. She knew with Kaden here that she was back in the Bronx. With the way she was feeling it would almost be impossible for her to get back to Brooklyn tonight.
"Yous got an attitude problem Random. I din't bring yous up to treat me like this," he stepped forward slapping her back.
Random leaned back, placing a hand up to her cheek. Kaden continued circling her, but was now joined with Dirk and Chad. Random looked at the two with cold eyes and fear. It might have only been an entire year, but she was already starting to relive the past feelings of submission to these three. She felt weak all over again.
"Who's the new boy yous hangin' on now goirl?" Chad smirked.
"What's his name? Blade?" Dirk laughed.
"Blade? Well, wes gonna give Blade a small little present," Kaden laughed.
"Don't!" Random felt her courage come back at the mention of Blade, "He ain't done nuthin'. You got nuthin' against him."
Kaden kneeled down next to Random, taking her head in his hands. She couldn't move. She felt emotionally and physically drained. She looked at Kaden with emptiness in her eyes. His smug smile grew and he kissed Random, penetrating her lips. His kiss tasted of beer and cigars. Obviously he had been out celebrating earlier with his boys for some apparent reason. Undoubtedly it had something to do with his boys selling operation being back in business.
"Blade? Well to start off, he's got me goirl. Of course I got somethin' against him.
Random pulled back but couldn't get out of his grasp. She struggled with him as best she could. Kaden gripped her shoulder-length brown hair in his hand and held her head. She shot him pleading eyes as he found the wound on her head and pressed his hand up against it.
"You left me Kaden. I ain't yur goirl anymore! Let me go!" Random screamed, finally having enough of this nonsense.
Kaden whipped Random's head backwards and stood up, "Things can't change?"
Dirk and Chad stood just out of the light now, watching the two of them. Kaden's eyes had grown hard towards Random again. It was almost if they were back in a relationship again. Chad looked over at Dirk smiling.
"Jus' like old times hey Dirk," Chad folded his arms.
Dirk nodded briefly but turned away from Random and Kaden. He wanted nothing to do with this. He had done his job of bringing her here. Now he was ready to go back to his original duties of selling Cubans to the newsies.
"Well Random, git comfy cause yous gonna be stayin' heyah for a few days," Kaden sighed and walked away into a different room.
Chad and Dirk followed close behind, leaving Random alone to her thoughts. She crawled over to a corner thinking. She didn't cry, since it never did her any good in the past. Whenever she cried in Kaden's presence he hit her harder or yelled louder. All he wanted was obedience, which he rarely received from Random.
Random closed her eyes waiting for the right moment to escape. She was determined to get out tonight. Even if she didn't make it out of the Bronx, she would at least get out of the warehouse. Her throat had closed off after she had screamed at Kaden. Now she couldn't even whisper. She knew her fever still persisted and her head throbbed. It didn't even feel comfortable to breathe anymore, but Random was stubborn and had her mind set on leaving the building as soon as she could.
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1.1 Chapter 4: Bronx Sweetheart
Random felt the cold cement up against her cheek. She sat up from her sprawled out position in the empty warehouse. The damp air sent a shiver up her spine as she waited for her eyes to focus on the dark room. From what she could tell, there were no windows, or they were boarded up. The room was empty with the exception of some boxes and tables. A small light hanging from the ceiling allowed for a viewpoint of about five feet. From that point on, she had no idea what the building looked like.
Her head spun in circles as she brought her knees to her chest, feeling very lost and confused all at once. She looked on the cement where she had been lying and noticed a small dried blood stain.
"Damn…" she felt the back of her head.
Her hand traced over a bump on the back of her head and carefully felt parts of her hair, stiff with dried blood. Her head spun again, and she felt like throwing up. Her hand instinctively flew to her mouth as she closed her eyes, concentrating on something besides her head. Some movement in the shadows gave her a reason to ignore her headache. She turned her head sideways, looking for a continuation of the movement or any sound that might allude to another presence in the room with her.
"Heyah sweetface," a harsh whisper came from the darkness.
Random stood up on shaky legs in defense, "Who's there?"
"Aw, don't remember me doll?" Kaden stepped into view of Random, walking right up to her. He placed a rough hand on her cheek sending shivers down her spine, "I shoah remembah yous."
Random glared at Kaden and pulled her face from his hand. She quickly sent a hand his way, slapping him hard and leaving a red mark against his cheek.
"What the hell is wrong wid yous? Bringin' me heyah? I don'even know where heyah is! Brooklyn'll be aftah you in no time Kaden! Git me back to Brooklyn."
"Aw, Random. I'm hoit," Kaden pulled back, putting a hand to the redness on his cheek, "Don't worry you'll go back to Brooklyn, one way or anuthah."
Kaden grabbed Random's collar and brought her face back up to his, pressing his lips rudely to hers. He then quickly dropped her onto her back. Random glared at Kaden and spit at him.
"Yous such a jerk. Why do ya even need me here?"
Kaden looked around for a brief moment as if considering her question, "When Brooklyn falls to our demands to sell there, we'll let yous go. Undah a few conditions."
"Like what?" Random snapped and then started coughing.
A small smile appeared on Kaden's face, "You all right?" Random was about to answer but Kaden cut her off quickly, "You still nevah told the bulls 'bout the illegal weapons."
Random rolled her eyes, "Kaden, let me git back to my life and I won't mention a thing 'bout the weapons. Have I in the past year? No. Duh Kaden, cause if I did you wouldn't be tawkin' to me right now. Yous ain't the smartest bully are ya? You think if I wanted to tell them 'bout the weapons I woulda already?"
Kaden folded his arms, not appreciating her tone. Random got back to her knees and put a hand on her throbbing head. Kaden started to circle her but she didn't care. She was looking for a way out of this place. She knew with Kaden here that she was back in the Bronx. With the way she was feeling it would almost be impossible for her to get back to Brooklyn tonight.
"Yous got an attitude problem Random. I din't bring yous up to treat me like this," he stepped forward slapping her back.
Random leaned back, placing a hand up to her cheek. Kaden continued circling her, but was now joined with Dirk and Chad. Random looked at the two with cold eyes and fear. It might have only been an entire year, but she was already starting to relive the past feelings of submission to these three. She felt weak all over again.
"Who's the new boy yous hangin' on now goirl?" Chad smirked.
"What's his name? Blade?" Dirk laughed.
"Blade? Well, wes gonna give Blade a small little present," Kaden laughed.
"Don't!" Random felt her courage come back at the mention of Blade, "He ain't done nuthin'. You got nuthin' against him."
Kaden kneeled down next to Random, taking her head in his hands. She couldn't move. She felt emotionally and physically drained. She looked at Kaden with emptiness in her eyes. His smug smile grew and he kissed Random, penetrating her lips. His kiss tasted of beer and cigars. Obviously he had been out celebrating earlier with his boys for some apparent reason. Undoubtedly it had something to do with his boys selling operation being back in business.
"Blade? Well to start off, he's got me goirl. Of course I got somethin' against him.
Random pulled back but couldn't get out of his grasp. She struggled with him as best she could. Kaden gripped her shoulder-length brown hair in his hand and held her head. She shot him pleading eyes as he found the wound on her head and pressed his hand up against it.
"You left me Kaden. I ain't yur goirl anymore! Let me go!" Random screamed, finally having enough of this nonsense.
Kaden whipped Random's head backwards and stood up, "Things can't change?"
Dirk and Chad stood just out of the light now, watching the two of them. Kaden's eyes had grown hard towards Random again. It was almost if they were back in a relationship again. Chad looked over at Dirk smiling.
"Jus' like old times hey Dirk," Chad folded his arms.
Dirk nodded briefly but turned away from Random and Kaden. He wanted nothing to do with this. He had done his job of bringing her here. Now he was ready to go back to his original duties of selling Cubans to the newsies.
"Well Random, git comfy cause yous gonna be stayin' heyah for a few days," Kaden sighed and walked away into a different room.
Chad and Dirk followed close behind, leaving Random alone to her thoughts. She crawled over to a corner thinking. She didn't cry, since it never did her any good in the past. Whenever she cried in Kaden's presence he hit her harder or yelled louder. All he wanted was obedience, which he rarely received from Random.
Random closed her eyes waiting for the right moment to escape. She was determined to get out tonight. Even if she didn't make it out of the Bronx, she would at least get out of the warehouse. Her throat had closed off after she had screamed at Kaden. Now she couldn't even whisper. She knew her fever still persisted and her head throbbed. It didn't even feel comfortable to breathe anymore, but Random was stubborn and had her mind set on leaving the building as soon as she could.