Deena Chapter 6

I sat in Ryans car.
I felt sick at what i had seen.
ryan was upstairs with fumez and was waitin in his car for him to drop me home cos it was 11 at night now. the three of us had been fuckin the whole day. I didnt wanna do the tings wiv them after i saw them kiss but if i didn't they could hurt me or tell natalie everythin, but i was gonna tell her myself- when i got home i was gonna call her and tell her everyfin- i didnt wanna be involved with these guys anymore and the only thing they were holdin over me was that i asked to be gangbanged by them even after thy had raped natalie.

Ryan got into the car.
He did his seatbelt and looked at me.
"U kl?", he asked.
I nodded.
He started the car and we didnt say nuthin until he said, "u havent eaten all day- tru say man is hungry too- lets go mcdonalds drive thru."
I said ok and we did.
I ordered a Big Mac, a large Vanilla milkshake and small fries and he ordered a cheeseburger. we were eatin in the car park when i decided to say somethin.

"ryan- are u and fumez gay?".

he looked at me, wrapped up his burger and put it between his lap.
"what do you mean," he said.
"ryan- i saw u kiss- and then i saw him bash u off wen i was suckin his dick and then i saw u back him brain when u frt i was showerin."
He punched me.
my head slammed against the window.
"none of that happened," he said calmly, "ur chattin shit."

there was no blood but my cheek felt swollen.
then he started drivin. i cried as i ate my food.

after half an hour we got outside my house.
"can i come inside," he said.
i looked at him and he looked at my cheek, "im sorry deena- im sorry." he grabbed my face and kissed all over it. his soft lips made me cry.
i took out my fone and called my house. no answer. mum wasnt home.
he parked his car and we went inside.
he sat on my couch with his face in his hands as i got an ice pack for my fac. i took off my boyfriend blazer and sat next to him.
"i shouldnt have hit u," he said. his voice was so soft and gentle when he was with me- it was so rough and coarse when he was with the mandem.
"im not gay," he said lookin at me- i saw tears running down his eyes.
i kept quiet and then he said, "i wont ever hit u again- please say somethin'"

"are u- bisexual then."
he shook his head.
"then what r u-" i asked, "i promise i wont tell anybody."
then he looked at me and said, "i just like sexy people- it dont matter if its gal or man- if someones sexy i'll move to it- me and fumez are boys man- we're jus cool- we ain't chichi or nuffin we're just bare tight."

I looked at him and i took his hand and i said, "i wont tell anybody."
my body was so sore- he and fumez had been fuckin me all day.
"i dont get it though," i said, "isnt that being bisexual- wait lets go to the kitchen cos its cold in here, ill make u some hot chocolate."

we were in the kitchen and i gave him his hot chocolate as i sat opposite him at the table.
"It aint bein bisexual- cos dat means at one time i like gal and de other i like man- i just like cheung people, i havent got a sexuality."

Somethin about him saying dat was so sexy.
a big strong road man like him bein sohonest, his face was so strong, so cheung, so sexy and the tears ran down his eyes brought out how beautiful his eyes were.
"i love u," he said, "from when i saw u i knew," he said.
my cheek started to hurt.
"ill never hit u agen," he said.
i got a text, it was from my mum, it said that she'd be home in the morning around 11 cos she wnted to talk to me about somethin.
"U goin college 2mrw," he asked.
"Yeah i start 1 though- my first two lessons are cancelled cos my teachers arent there, my media teacher's gone on a trip with her year 13s and my psychology teachers sick. "


"Ur only doin three AS's", he asked.
"Yeah- i cant do 4,its too much, i do english as well- r u in college."
"nah i dropped out at 16 to make my dough man- why is man gonna waste his time in education when i can hustle- uno how much money i can make in a day- 5 bills."
then he kissed me.
"do u wanna go up to bed?". i asked.
he smiled.
"i just wanna hold u in my arms," he said, "not fuck u in ur pussy."
then he kissed me and said, "im gonna make u wifey."
"id like that."



He left at 8 the followin day.
he left before i was awake.
i looked down between my legs and touched my pussy- he hadnt fucked me in my sleep. he really just wanted to hold me.
I got up and got in the shower, got dressed,hoovered the place, had breakfast and watched tv.
the door unlocked.
"Deena?", my mum called.
i walked to the front door and gave her a hug. she was wearing a baggy t-shirt and joggin bottoms. she had lst so much weight.
we sat in the livin room.
"deena- uve lost weight,you havent been eating?", she said putting down a big black bag.
"i have- uve lost weight too- mum where have u been- u cant have been workin all this time."

she looked at me and smiled a bit and then she started cryin.
i ran to hug her. "mum wats wrong?".
"deena- i was sacked from the hospital months ago."
i looked at her and said, "what."
she sobbed, "ive been working at three cleaning jobs to pay the rent on this place, thats why u havent seen me."
"What- why did u get sacked."
"It doesnt matter deena- its just that theres somethin u need to know- please go sit back down."
i sat back down on the couch and looked at her.
"your dad stopped sending me money."
"you've been speaking to him, u said u hadnt seen or spoken to him since the day he left us."
she started cryin. "i didnt want to hurt u- he has a new family- he wouldnt want anything to do with u."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW?!", i screamed, "ALL THIS FUCKIN TIME U TOLD ME DIDNT KNOW WHERE HE WAS AND DAT HE DIDNT CARE BUT HES BEEN SENDIN U MONEY!". i fell to the floor and started cryin.
"deena please," she cried. "hes stop sending money- and the money he sent i used to pay the rent and do the shoppin and pay for everything else and den i use the money that i got from the hospital to pay back some loans-i paid back all my debt-but now i lost my job and hes stop sendin money and the only way we can afford this place is if i work three cleanin jobs."

"Ur a fuckin bitch," i said, "u told me he didnt love me- but hes been sendin money dat uve been keepin- u wudlnt even tell me his name."
"he doesnt love u," she shouted, "he didnt- he never loved me- he has a new family."
"where is he?!".
she said nuthin.
i walked over to her and slapped her.
she grabbed me and threw me to the ground and ran upstairs and went into the toilet and locked the door.
i ran up and banged on the door screamin, "wheres my dad!". i kept saying it and sayin it and then i started cryin, "I dont even know his name-i-i- u never even told me his name!".

then i heard the door unlock and she wiped her tears and said, "Akbar Zarindast- he lives with his wife in Finsbury park."