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paying yâall to fuck. Both of yâall, get the fuck out my spot!â Menace barked.
Philicia quickly buttoned her pants and ran out the front door, behind Tamika.
Dayâonne, who sat in Troyâs bed with a stiff-on, shook his head in frustration as he got up to leave, too.
âWhere you going?â Menace asked.
âGetting me some fucking pussy! Iâll be back!â
Ten minutes later, Dayâonne walked into his house.
He checked each room, making sure there wasnât anyone home except for Corrine.
When he was sure she was the only one in the house, he walked into her bedroom. Corrine, who was sound asleep, awoke from the sounds of the floor creaking. She clutched her teddy bear tightly as she looked into Dayâonneâs coal eyes.
âPlease donât do this,â Corrine cried.
Dayâonne ignored her as he began to undress and climbed inthe bed with her. She lay on top of her twin-sized mattress, eyes closed tightly and trembling in fear. She felt his cold hands grip at her ankles before forcefully spreading her legs apart. He yanked her Barbie gown above her waist and ripped her underwear off.
Her legs shook as she tried to remain calm. She held her hands between her legs, struggling to control her bladder. But before she knew it, it got the best of her, and she peed on herself.
âYou nasty bitch,â Dayâonne said, backhanding her.
Tears tumbled down her cheeks as her face jerked forcefully to the left.
Dayâonne ignored her cries and cupped his hands over her mouth, muffling her screams. He positioned himself between her legs and forcefully penetrated her.
Corrine released a low, painful moan as she shifted under him and tried to kick him off of her, but it was to no avail. He held her arms over her head and continued to rape her.
His face was the mask of a demon as he stared into her eyes, loving the pain he brought with each violating stroke. She closed her eyes tightly, avoiding eye contact. Realizing once again that her struggling and cries wouldnât save her, all the fight she had left in her body evaporated. She withdrew into herself and imagined she was somewhere else.
When he finished, he leaned over and whispered into her ear. âYou know you enjoyed that shit, you dirty hoe. Remember what I always told you, you ainât shit but a hoe.â
He collapsed on top of her small body and lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch his breath. Silent and in pain, she watched her brother climb off of her, put his clothes back on, and calmly walk out of her bedroom.
She curled into a fetal position as an agonizing scream escaped from her lips. A few minutes later, she collected all of thestrength she had within and climbed out of her bed. Stepping out of her bloody pajama dress, she threw it into the closet and grabbed a towel before wrapping it around her. Painfully walking out of her bedroom and into the bathroom, she winced in pain with every step she took and closed the door behind her.
Unwrapping the towel from around herself and turning the sink on, she dampened it before taking a bar of soap and lathering the towel. A slew of tears cascaded down her cheeks as she spread her legs and rubbed the damp cloth between them. Her chest heaving with sobs, she turned the sink off, wrapped the towel back around her body, and walked out of the bathroom.
âWhat happened to you?â Deion asked when she came out.
Deion, whoâd just gotten back from playing basketball with Jarell, heard her crying in the bathroom as he was making his way to his bedroom.
When she looked up at him, he saw that she was distraught as he walked closer to her, but she backed away in fear.
âPlease donât hurt me, Dayâonne!â she cried.
Deionâs heart almost broke into pieces as a tear escaped from his eyes. âCorrine, itâs me, Deion! What did he do to you, girl?â he asked, wiping his eyes.
Blinded by her tears,
Philicia quickly buttoned her pants and ran out the front door, behind Tamika.
Dayâonne, who sat in Troyâs bed with a stiff-on, shook his head in frustration as he got up to leave, too.
âWhere you going?â Menace asked.
âGetting me some fucking pussy! Iâll be back!â
Ten minutes later, Dayâonne walked into his house.
He checked each room, making sure there wasnât anyone home except for Corrine.
When he was sure she was the only one in the house, he walked into her bedroom. Corrine, who was sound asleep, awoke from the sounds of the floor creaking. She clutched her teddy bear tightly as she looked into Dayâonneâs coal eyes.
âPlease donât do this,â Corrine cried.
Dayâonne ignored her as he began to undress and climbed inthe bed with her. She lay on top of her twin-sized mattress, eyes closed tightly and trembling in fear. She felt his cold hands grip at her ankles before forcefully spreading her legs apart. He yanked her Barbie gown above her waist and ripped her underwear off.
Her legs shook as she tried to remain calm. She held her hands between her legs, struggling to control her bladder. But before she knew it, it got the best of her, and she peed on herself.
âYou nasty bitch,â Dayâonne said, backhanding her.
Tears tumbled down her cheeks as her face jerked forcefully to the left.
Dayâonne ignored her cries and cupped his hands over her mouth, muffling her screams. He positioned himself between her legs and forcefully penetrated her.
Corrine released a low, painful moan as she shifted under him and tried to kick him off of her, but it was to no avail. He held her arms over her head and continued to rape her.
His face was the mask of a demon as he stared into her eyes, loving the pain he brought with each violating stroke. She closed her eyes tightly, avoiding eye contact. Realizing once again that her struggling and cries wouldnât save her, all the fight she had left in her body evaporated. She withdrew into herself and imagined she was somewhere else.
When he finished, he leaned over and whispered into her ear. âYou know you enjoyed that shit, you dirty hoe. Remember what I always told you, you ainât shit but a hoe.â
He collapsed on top of her small body and lay there for a few minutes, trying to catch his breath. Silent and in pain, she watched her brother climb off of her, put his clothes back on, and calmly walk out of her bedroom.
She curled into a fetal position as an agonizing scream escaped from her lips. A few minutes later, she collected all of thestrength she had within and climbed out of her bed. Stepping out of her bloody pajama dress, she threw it into the closet and grabbed a towel before wrapping it around her. Painfully walking out of her bedroom and into the bathroom, she winced in pain with every step she took and closed the door behind her.
Unwrapping the towel from around herself and turning the sink on, she dampened it before taking a bar of soap and lathering the towel. A slew of tears cascaded down her cheeks as she spread her legs and rubbed the damp cloth between them. Her chest heaving with sobs, she turned the sink off, wrapped the towel back around her body, and walked out of the bathroom.
âWhat happened to you?â Deion asked when she came out.
Deion, whoâd just gotten back from playing basketball with Jarell, heard her crying in the bathroom as he was making his way to his bedroom.
When she looked up at him, he saw that she was distraught as he walked closer to her, but she backed away in fear.
âPlease donât hurt me, Dayâonne!â she cried.
Deionâs heart almost broke into pieces as a tear escaped from his eyes. âCorrine, itâs me, Deion! What did he do to you, girl?â he asked, wiping his eyes.
Blinded by her tears,
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