She Belongs To The King

Andrea

The day when everyone thinks your nothing but a puppy left alone by there owner. My parents died before I was able to turn 5. There was this big meeting the day before.

I was laying beside them as they told me how urgent it was. How sorry they were to tell me how late they were going to get home that day. But they promised to leave early just so their little girl could be happy.

That day around 11:00 at night the babysitter was worried about the storm developing outside. So we took a nap on the couch to wait for them.I was to worried to sleep.

That next morning we got a phone call from the hospital. Informing my babysitter the tragic deaths of Ms. Tena and Mr. Somali. I couldn't believe her because I knew mommy and daddy always comes home.

But that day they never showed for the remainder of that next night.So I was sent to foster care in New York. There wasn't much family on either my mom's or dad side. They hated the relationship of them both.

Each side didn't like the concept of a black women and a white man being together. They thought everything would change once the baby came. After arriving each family member started to cut ties with them.

By being at the age of 18, my last day spent here will be my next birthday. The head mistress Agatha wasn't to great with kids. For me to have been the only kid not to leave for such a long time. Everyday she would tell me how worthless I was to still be alive.

How no one wanted the ugly poor pathetic black girl. Those words were repeated to me by her and most of the children within the home. Except for most of the girls who thought I was beautiful and different.

I was the one who always tried to care for the other girls. While Agatha flirted with each man who came to adopt them. Wasn't too much to bare to know how they never gave me a second glance.

Biding the girls goodbye one bye one as they began to leave me. More kids were thrown in but not much of them wanted to be friends with me.

Not that it mattered since mother always told me to be happy. All will soon be well in the future. Faith work in different ways for each person. It's better to be patient and be ready for your time to come.

From the window of the foster area where all the girls sleep together. The sun peaked through the flimsy dirty curtains. The sun felt nice against my dark creamy skin for once.

Pulling the covers back to get ready for chores before breakfast. Since l was the oldest of most of the foster kids. It was my responsibility to clean up everything since girl's like me are around.

To defy that leads to days without food and being locked in the basement. If Im lucky enough the men Agatha brings in won't beat me for there own sinful pleasures.

Everyday I have to fix the torn sleeves of my blouse and jeans just to hide the evidence. One time I made a mistake walking pass the hallways at 1:00 in the morning. To find the mistress walking out of her bedroom for a glass of water.

There was a bit of shock on her face as she saw the ruggedness of my clothes. But the shock then turned into pure anger and hatred. From the distance of us both she back slaps me into the wall.

She told me how disgraceful I was to be hoeing around with her men. How she would see them leave her then come back with there pants unbuckled. To tell her how unsatisfied they were with her.

I would limp to the bathroom to wash the blood from my face and body. From her continues slaps and the slashes from each mans belt.

Sighing with tiredness I went to see what chores were needed for today. Half of what's on the list would have been finished yesterday. But she would say do it again or you'll be starved for a week.

Usually I would miss breakfast if I wasn't done by time everyone woke up. But today I decided to move faster because today was my day to go outside.

" Andrea !!!!", screamed Agatha, " Before you leave clean up the boys bathroom. There's been and accident!!!"

" But A- ...umm mistress it wasn't on the list of chores for today....and also its... its my day to ... leave."

With her piercing gaze looking directly into my face she took two direct steps. Using the nails of her fingers to grasp my shoulder harshly.

" Listen here you pathetic worm... the next time you decide to talk back to me the only time you will be leaving this place is when I kick you out."

As the calmness of her voice start to waver she grasps me more strongly before letting go. When leaving I tried to ignore the slight trickle of blood going down my back.

Heading to the other side of the house to reach the boys bathroom. A shadow bigger than me appears before opening the door. Not being able to react quick enough I was shoved into the bathroom.

The impact wasn't at all near comfortable or pleasant. The floors were wet but the smell was more lethal. Wiping my hands on my tights because of what seemed to be something white clung to my hands. Looking around I notice the guy who pushed me in wasn't the only one in the bathroom.

Before hearing the click of the door locking one of the boys about my size decides to kick me in the ribs.

" Bitch" called out the boy

" Now Troy did I tell you to kick the guest. Not that I mind but please don't do it again." No one other than Antonio himself enjoyed the torture of me being sprawled out on the ground like this.

" What do you want Antonio...." , I seemed to whisper out before feeling a hand grasp my hair.

" Awww.... who told you that talking in front of me was allowed. But since you asked. The boys wanted to have some fun before you left next month."

With that he threw my head on the ground. He was the strongest of anyone here and that's why Agatha never questioned his actions. He was to turn 19 in three months. But there was a dangerous relative waiting from him when the time is right. Since he was forced to being in foster care by his own parents.

Before my consciousness slipped from me a hand went up the back of my legs pulling the hem of my tights.

To wake up on the cold floor with my tights hanging from my ankles.

What happened hit me with a pain so unbearable as I began to cry. There were bruises everywhere but I needed to clean up or my time to go outside would be missed.

After finishing up I went to grab a extra pair of clothes I sewed back up from the other girls that left. It was a bit hard trying to make it fit the rounded thick shape of my body.

Hurrying out the house trying not to be stopped by someone for no reason. I ran to one of the light posts down the street.

The feel of the sun felt great and refreshing. While the rays made my skin shine I decided to walk around the city.

A normal thing I would do when going on walks. Trying my best to see all the possible thing's I could do. What I also wouldn't be able to do when becoming homeless. The concept of it never felt overwhelming. The possibility of getting away from that place felt nice even if having a home wasn't possible.

Walking past many tea shops and clothing stores. There was a lot of girls my age enjoying the time when daddy sent them money to buy whatever they wanted. My clothes wasn't bad but it wasn't good either.

Walking past the park where the playground was. I decided to take a seat on one of the nearby benches. There was a little dog that came sit onside of me with his tongue out. He looked out of breath so I rubbed his belly.

After a few minutes he was being called back so he got up and licked my hand before leaving. I wonder if he felt the pain I was in.Each bruise still hurts but not much because of the walking.

It very painful when trying to bend or even if walking the wrong type of way.

The leaves of the tree floated into my hair making me swat it away. The texture of my hair sometimes made me feel disgusted with myself every time I would graze my fingers over it.

Half of that was the reason no one bothered to adopt me. Wiping one of the tears that managed to escape my eye. I got back up to explore a few more areas.

There's always a big crowd around this part of city even when the sky started to grow dark. Each second a star would appear within the sky. I didn't know much about them but I did know a few constellations because of the trash outside the old book store.

Today I didn't feel like being sneaky so I decided to head back to the foster home. Walking back there was a noise coming from one of the alleyways. Being so close to the wall I could hear them more clearly as I walked close.

People didn't really stop to see what was happening because it wasn't their business. Standing in the shadows I could see about 5 big strong men surrounding a women.

She looked very defenseless to the drunk men. They were about to go deeper into the alley way before the kicking of a rock was heard. Noticing that it was me a head of each man turned. The women that was being messed with was able to get away.

The worst part for the most was when they stared screaming profanities because she got away.

" Hey lady look what you did", one of the men slurred, " Now you're going to have to take her place."

Before they could get any closer I took off in the way of the house. They decided to run after me but tumbled over each steps due to how drunk they were. I wasn't the fastest but I was sure they wouldn't catch up.

Before going any further I glanced back to see if they were still following me. Before taking on a steady pace I hit something hard making me freeze.

Being that I was still jogging my feet began to lose touch with the ground. The man turned around but took one of his hands to grab me before my face collided with the pavement.

" I could have kept on walking... pls watch where..."

In the middle of his sentence I began to stand straight again. There wasn't much to see of his face since it was being covered my the darkness. With a lack of street lights it was very difficult to see anything.

But from the neck down I could see that my face was a bit close to his chest. He was very much taller than me and he was also wearing a tailored suit.

The shape of his body could barley be contained by how huge he was. How his suit seemed to hug every part of him. Getting a bit hot I tilted my head down as fast as I can.

" Im very sorry sir...", with my eyes closed shut hoping he wouldn't lash out on me. I felt a hand pat my head after a few minutes have passed.

" Its okay... what's your name sweetie." He asked in a calm tone.

" Its ummm.... Jazz...", I didn't want to give him a complete stranger my real name.

" Yes...of course... well people like to call me king."

That was a weird name to be called but I didn't think much about it.

" Well I have to get going or I'll be in big trouble. bye sir."

" Yeah bye... Jazz". Before leaving I could see only the fullness of his lips as he took his teeth and bit it. Walking past him moving fast with my head down. Scared that he would follow me like those other men.

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King

I wouldn't say she was anything less than beautiful. The color of her creamy skin that was caught in what little light on the street. Also showed the color of her chocolate eyes.

She turned me on by just standing there being shy like a little puppy. Those plumb juicy lips had me straining. As she walked away I couldn't help but look back.

The way her fat ass jiggled made be suggest kidnapping her for my own pleasure. But earlier the way she was running told me she was getting away from someone.

Before she could disappear I pulled out my phone to make an important phone call.

" Yes. Sir." Spoke one of close standing officer known as my bodyguard and driver.

" I need you to do a favor for me, so that girl I just ran into not to long ago. I need u to follow her to see where she lives.And be quick before I loose sight of her. When finished find as much information as possible ", I Spoke in a threatening tone.

" Okay. Sir"

Hanging up the phone wondering how nice it would be to have such a queen tied up to my bed. One thing people know about me is that the King always gets what he wants and will always catch a lie.

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It took me about 4 or 3 hours to write this. My thumps are kind of sore. I do hope u enjoyed this. Im not sure when the next chapter will be ready. But I hope u had a great time reading it.

For the most part I am really loving king. You might hate him later but you might love him.Also Andre is a very great character. Except for Agatha.

But bye🤍 Also don't question me Im going insane.