DEENA SKET- CHAPTER 12

They kicked me out of the car at the BP connect gas station and drove off.
the guy from inside the shop stared at me as i pulled up my jeans and wiped the spit from my forehead.
I didnt even cry- it was midnight and the bite marks on my tits were throbbin like fuck.
I knew i looked a mess and i could barely walk, my pussy hurt so much and then i started cryin- like the inside of me started cryin wiv no tears.
they didnt even let me take my jacket.
i could taste them on me.
i could feel them on my tongue.
i called ryan.
"hello", i said.
"deena u good- oh I BEG you lot shut the fuck up- its my girl on the line- wait lemme go outside- yeah yeah deena u cool."

"ryan- where are you?",
"im at rico's house- he's having a drink up."
"ryan can you come and get me- somethins happened to me."
"whats happened 2 u," he asked soundin bare concerned.
"ive been raped," i said.
then he sed nuthin and den he said, "how many guys?".
i started cryin, "three- one of them was my cousin on my dad's-"
"three man- ah shit man u still cant even compare to natalie- she took 19 dicks, 19 big road dicks and ur moanin about three," he laughed, i heard his friends laughin in the background.

"ryan please come and get me- i think i'm in west."
"why would i want u- ova man have bust in your pussy now," he said.
"ryan?".
"ur a sket- u probably liked it- dont bell dis line again yeah."
beep.
he locked me off.
I felt so sick.
ryan, natalies dad, faisani and his boys all in one day.
i hated faisani so much- he lied to me, i shouldve known.
the rain was drenchin me and i knew i couldnt call natalie, i had betrayed her too many times and even tho she didnt know- i couldnt bring myself to use her agen. i had been getting wocked out by the man who raped her and then just fucked her dad.
I called Jesse.

"deena,"he said.
"hey jesse- jesse can you come get me," i said tryin not to cry
"deena- im at my girls house- she's in the shower, why whats wrong?".
"jesse- ive been raped," i said.
"where r u?", he asked. i looked and recognised that i was in white city near white city station.
"white city station- erm the one behind westfields,"
"alrite kl i'm in harlesden- i'll be there in a bit."
"thankyou," i said.
i waited at the station- so many cars drove past and just looked at me like dey were finkin euuh some any ho.
then i saw jesses car.
i jumped in.
"you look shit," he said, "what happend,"
"some guys pulled me into their car and raped me," i said, "what did u tell ur girl,"
"dont watch that- shit u need to have a shower- we'll go to my boys yard in north yeah," he said, "he aint dere- but i have the key."
i nodded.
by the time we got there was asleep. we were in edgware.
we walked up the house and went inside.
it was a big but fuckin dirty house.
"the showers upstairs- i dont know if theres any towels tho," he said.
i thanked him and went up stairs.
as i showered, i saw blood coming from my thigh from where faisani cut my skin with his pocket knife, it stung every time hot water touched it.
i felt so sick- i wanted to take the pill cos i knew my period was about to come soon but i realized that i had used the last one the last time i fucked ryan and fumez and sorcha.
i got out of the shower and used a pink towel which wasnt that dirty to dry myself.
jesse walked into the bathroom with a hoodie and boxer shorts,
"they're my boys- dont make them dirty," he said.
i said ok and put them on.
my face felt so bare without make up as i looked in the mirror, even tho my face was clean i could still see faisani and his boys spitting on my face and bustin in my eye. it really fucked up my mascara.
my hair was looking so weak and tired, it had been washed too many times cos it had been cum on too many times and the dye was being drained out and my roots were lookin so bad. i had lost bare weight and even tho it suited me- i didnt feel well, i just felt like shit- like i culdnt feel anything and i didnt even wanna touch myself jus in case my hands felt like faisani's.
i felt like my body wasnt mine anymore- that it was everyone elses- i could still feel cum inside of me and could still feel faisani's friends hands choke holding me and i could still feel atash's fists punchin my back as faisani fucked my mouth and i vomited into the sink.
i just started chuckin up.
"u ok," jesse shouted.
"yeah yeah," i said wipin my mouth.
i rinsed my mouth out and went downstairs, jesse was in his boxers watching VIVA channel.
i sat next to him and put my head on his thighs.
"what happend?", he said calmly.
i could see his dick and it almsot made me vomit so i lifted my head and sed, "can we talk about it tommorow,"
he nodded and said, "did u know the guys,".
i shook my head.
they were showin the hills.
"i didnt know u watched this," i said.
"its deep," he said, "no homo."
he started laughin and sed, "u hungry?".
i said yeah.
"i'll order some pizza," he said.
he picked up his fone and ordered the pizza-he didnt even ask what i wanted.
When he finished orderin- he kissed me and sed, "deena- how do you know fumez,"
i looked at him.
"how do u mean," i sed.
"hes got a picture of u on his facebook calling u the dick wetter- swear down," he said.
"i dont know him," i lied, "bare people just hate me."
"them man arent right uno," jesse said, "they rusheed some batty boy last week just for looking at fumez."
"how do you know?", i said.
"one of my boys was there- he goes that the guy might not even have been gay but he acted like a chick and was shoppin wiv his mum and when he looked at fumez- all of his boys rushed the bre."
"did they hurt the mum," i asked tryna not to cry.
"nah they just made her watch them beat up her son- nobody said anyfin- like it was outside a tesco i fink and my boy was like noone said shit- they were proper shoutin bun chichi man- uno all dat shit."

i was gettin so angry and wanted to jesse wht i knew but i kept quiet.
"wasteguys," i said. "oh shit wheres this pizza," i said.
"half an hour," jesse said strokin my hair.
i kissed him on the lips and he turned away, "dont do that," he said, "uve sucked my dick before," he said.
we didnt say nuthin to each other for ten minutes and then he kissed me and sed, "does ur body hurt."
i nodded, "all of it- especially my jaws,"
"do u wanna go doctors," he asked.
"nah nah im ok," i sed.
i felt so sick, i felt so sick all over again and ran up to the bathroom, maybe it was cos my period was comin 2mrw.
i rinsed out the sink and washed my mouth and went backdown stairs.
"i have to go and get pads- i start my reds tommorow,"
"tommorow?", he asked.
i nodded. then his phone rang.
"bruv im in your yard now- yeah wiv some chick.... nah nah dont watch what her name is bruv just come innit- i ordered pizza- wait are u drivin- oh skeen skeen- yeah come down innit- bruv its so fucked up how im inviting u to your own house- loool- alrite kl kl- innabit." he put the fone down.
"its ma boy," he said, "hes comin."
"he doesnt live here all the time," i asked.
"he does- but sometimes he stays at his uncles house in finsbury park innit- listen my man's muslim- hes bare strict, so dont tell him me and u fuck sometimes yeah- hes bare religious."
i nodded.
the door bell rang.
"the pizza," jesse said.
he wnt to get it and came back with two large pizzas.
"i can eat it," i said, "i feel sick."
"kl- ill just save it for my boy."
"whats his name," i asked.
"Faze," jesse said.
i nodded.
i heard the front door unlock.
"dats him," jesse sed.
i looked and saw him walk into the front room. i started having a panic attack.
"Faze,"jesse said getting up to spud his boy.
"Deena this is my boy Faisaini- Faisani my friend Deena."

Faisani looked at me and laughed.