ERIK KILLMONGER X BLACK!READER : BASED ON THE PURGE, PT 2
• Summary: Jasmine (reader) and her mother prepare for the United States most treacherous and deadly event of the year. Jasmine gets a visit from the person she broke up with days ago: her obsessive ex, Erik Killmonger. Now with no way to get back to her mom, she has to find her way home and hopefully not have to deal with him all night...
Jasmine hops out of her car and grabs the grocery bag from the back. “We not done talking! I’m crazy for you baby.” Her phone rings once again, she couldn’t even answer it because now she had no way to get home. But she did have one choice: run. “You ain’t gon make it baby! Let me take you home.” She ignores him and bolts out of the parking lot.
She was standing in the middle of the street, the sound of the frightening horns was about to go off. Jasmine was in shock, she couldn’t move even if she wanted to. The roaring of motorcycles throw her off, Jasmine turns around and stares up at the gargantuan clock: 8:00PM. The rhythmic beating of her heart speeds up, her hands were trembling viciously. She drops to the ground when she hears the blaring sound of a bomb going off in the distance.
She stumbles up quickly and begins to run toward her house, tears were sliding down her face and flying backwards with the wind as she bolted. Her foot hits something and she immediately stops, Jasmine looks up to the sky and is faced with red liquid descending. She hardly gets away from the substance: it coats her whole body. She stood frozen in the street as the blood trickles down her arms and onto the concrete. Her eyes were widen while she stood there in complete shock. “Jasmine, shit watch out!”
She turns around to see where the disembodied voice is echoing from, Erik and his friends were riding over to her in their motorcycles. She slams down to the ground, her fingers touch the back of her head. Jasmine rubs them together and feels wetness, her vision was blurry and her drenched hair was concealing her face. Her breathing had became deeper, her chest tightening with every second. A horrid scream floods out of her mouth, the birds sitting on the power lines fly away.
She feels hands wrap around her body, Jasmine jumps out of fear. Hearing Erik’s voice calms her as he pulls her up into his arms. Her body was shaking as if it was zero degrees outside, “E-Erik, I don’t understand. I just w-want to go home.” There was nothing but panic surrounding her whole being, he could see the fright swirling through her face.
“I know, baby, I know. I’m gonna get you cleaned up alright?” Erik wipes her cheek of the blood, he leans down and kisses her skin gently. “You can’t- you can’t go home, Jas.” She stares at him unbelievably the look on her face twisting to animosity. “Please believe me, please. You can’t trust them.” His tone scared her, he seem so serious about this and that’s why she was taken back.
“What the hell are you talking about? Those are my parents, Erik!”
“You have to believe me, please trust me right now. I know that’s hard to do but, I’m not lying Jasmine. They’re danger.”
“You want me to turn against my parents when you got me stuck out here in this god forsaken war zone?! You’re out of your mind.” Jasmine begins to walk down the street, he reaches for her arm and grabs ahold. “Don’t touch me right now, I’m over it!”
“Why do you think you moved after they made you break up with me? Why do you think they hate me? Baby, why do you think I’ve been trying to find you for the past year? Because I found out.” His nostrils were flared and the veins in his neck seem to pop out. Her eyes were piercing with tears while she looks up at him, his heart was aching when he realizes she is about to cry.
“Know what?”
“They’re not your parents.” She stumbles back, the tears finally dropping down her cheeks. “I wanted to tell you but they had already moved away with you. It was too late, I looked everywhere for you. I love you-“
“You lie! You don’t know shit.”
“Please, J-Jasmine.” Erik looks up when he hears wheels skirt against the road, his eyes were low as they glare at her parents car. “Baby, listen to me, come with me.”
“Jasmine!” She turns, seeing her mother with her head sticking out of the window. “Sweetie come on, we have to get out of here. Quickly!” Jasmine begins to walk toward the car, Erik’s voice stops her in her steps.
“If you ever loved me, turn back around and come with me.” She switches to him, her eyebrows creasing together.
“That’s not fair, Erik. That’s not fair.” Her voice cracks, she wanted to run to him and into his arms but, her parents. “I’m sorry... I’m sorry. We can’t be together, not again.” He watched as she got into the car, hatred filling his eyes while they drove away. He screams out a string of curse words, Erik turns around and walks to his motorcycle.
When they had made it to the house, they ran inside as fast as they could. Her mother looked at her with unease, she quickly shooed Jasmine upstairs to take a hot shower. The blood ran down her legs and created a puddle at the base of her feet, she felt sick to her stomach and had threw up when she got out of the shower. Jasmine walked to her room, a pink towel wrapped securely around her body. Tears had came down while she was in the bathroom, the look on Erik’s face was heartbreaking to her.
She couldn’t run away with him, she just couldn’t. What he said was all lies, he always had a thing with lying. Jasmine hears a slight creak at her window, she takes in a deep breath. Her eyes switch over to the bedroom door, her mother walks in with a smile on her lips. “We brought you a sandwich.” Her father follows right behind her and she calms herself, they sit on both sides of her. “No telling what he did to you, he disgusts me.”
“He did nothing, dad. He just stopped me from coming home, he shot out the tires. I was so- so scared I didn’t know what to do.” Jasmine breathes out a shaky breath, her mother’s hand rubbing circles on her back.
“Look at me, it’s okay. You’re here now. But, he found you and that’s just not good.”
“You know what he said to me?” Jasmine wipes her tears away and stares at her mother. “He said you two weren’t my parents, w-why would he say that? Why would he lie about that?” The way she tilt her head was slow-like, Jasmine noticed it and was perturbed. “Why are you looking at me l-like that? He’s lying right? You always said he was a liar.” Her gaze switches between her mother and her father.
“He’s lying, sweetie.” Jasmine’s heart fills with relief, she closes her eyes and breathes out smoothly. She feels her hair being yanked back, her eyes open widely as she gasps. Jasmine’s hands grab onto her fathers wrist. “You weren’t suppose to know that information.” Her mother stands up and pulls a knife from behind her back, Jasmine’s heart was beating out of her chest. The fear on her face amused them, she couldn’t move she couldn’t do anything. She was stuck.
“We stole you from birth, your real parents are dead. Killed on purge night. They were wealthy as you can see by this house their money so gracefully supplied for us.” Jasmine’s head shook back and forth, her vision was blurry from the salty tears sliding down her cheeks. “We were going to live as a family, but Erik. He had to ruin it when he found out. We moved to see if that would work, and it did... for a while. Until he ran his mouth to you today. We always had a plan that if it didn’t work out, we kill you.”
“He’ll come back for me, you’re not going to get away with this.”
“Oh really? Where is he now? You broke his heart back there. We won’t be hearing from him for awhile.” She stalked closer to her, the knife raised in her hand and a stoic look on her face. Jasmine screams at the top of her lungs, her voice ringing throughout the whole house.
“No, no! I won’t tell anyone, I won’t t-tell! I swear on my life!” She thrashes around in her dad’s hold, trying to rip his hand from her hair: her head falling back as she yells once again. “Erik! ERIK, PLEASE! PLEASE GOD!” A deafening sound goes off in her bedroom, her eyes glued to her mother. Nothing but shivering breaths leave Jasmine’s mouth, silence crowds the room as the woman falls to the floor. She looks over seeing Erik, standing by the window in all his pride. “Erik, baby-“
Her father rushes toward him, Erik stands his ground and shoots him in his chest. His body flings back and lands on the carpet, Jasmine sits up, her chest moving up and down as she stares at him. “Do you believe me now?” She walks over to him and suddenly kisses him deeply, he drops the gun and picks her up into his arms. He presses her up against the wall and pulls back, his forehead laying on hers.
“I’m sorry, Erik. I do love you... I love you as much as you love me, I’m sorry-“
“Shhh, I know you do. You had every right not to believe me, I fucked up in the past. But I’m here now, and I’m not leaving.”
“I don’t want you to leave, please don’t leave me.”
“You got my word and you got my heart.” Jasmine nods her head, her fingers twisted through his locs as she kisses his face. “Just don’t, don’t leave me again.” He squeezes her thigh and she whimpers.
“I won’t.”
“Good. Pack lightly, I’ll get you new things but we have to hurry.”
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ERIK KILLMONGER X BLACK!READER: IMAGINE BASED ON THE PURGE/DON’T GET ANY CLOSER
• Summary: Jasmine (reader) and her mother prepare for the United States most treacherous and deadly event of the year. Jasmine gets a visit from the person she broke up with days ago: her obsessive ex, Erik Killmonger.
“You forgot the mayonnaise, didn’t you?” Jasmine deletes all the messages that her ex-boyfriend was sending, out of her phone. She massages her temples frustratingly and takes a deep breath. “Mom, please don’t make me go to the store-“
“Do me a favor and go get the mayonnaise? You know your big head ass daddy loves mayo on his sandwiches. Go on and take the car, just be back before eight: Jasmine I’m serious.” Her mother stops what she’s doing and comes from around the island, the look on her face was stern. Jasmine nods her head and snatches the car keys off the counter. “Listen to me, if you see him ignore his ass. You hear me?”
“Don’t worry, I have my pepper spray.” The sun was setting in the sky as Jasmine drives down the street, she glances at the clouds and the pockets of pink and orange hidden between them. The digital holographic clock that reflects above the buildings of the city reads 7:35PM. The streets were halfway empty, and the airplanes were making their last trips.
Jasmine makes her way into the small store, the fans blowing inside misplace her curls: and the mid-shirt she was wearing wavers back and forth. After grabbing the mayonnaise, she sits the jar on the counter and pulls out a crisp five dollar bill. “Are they still coming?”
“Yeah, they’ve been waiting by the bridge all day. I’m going to go ahead and let you take that mayo home for free.” Jasmine thanks him a million times before walking out the store, she swings the bag back and forth in her hand. Fear overtakes her whole being as she spots her ex, she halts in her steps. Erik was leaning on her car, his dreads were braided back and he was wearing a blue long-sleeved shirt that was soaked against his muscles and the scars on his chest.
A group of men were riding around in circles on motorcycles, they all had on spine-chilling masks. Her ex, Erik ‘Killmonger’ Stevens: he was no stranger to her family. Problems started arising when her parents found out they were sneaking out every night together, he even had the audacity to cuss out her dad for not letting him see Jasmine. Shit hit the fan after she broke up with him, he was calm at first. But, she didn’t realize that his behavior was the calm before the storm.
Her eyes travel down to his hands, Erik was holding a bouquet of flowers. But, it wasn’t just any type of flowers. It was her favorite type of flowers, his mouth was moving as if he was practicing the words he was going to say to her. Erik turns towards her and smiles, Jasmine switches around and begins to walk the other way.
Erik gets on a motorcycle and rides over to her, she flinches as he gets off and pushes the vehicle on the ground. He stands in front of Jasmine, his hand reaches out to touch her cheek but she moves away. “Don’t get any closer.”
“So you scared of me now? You didn’t answer my calls or text. Wassup with that?”
“Scared of you? Erik you came to my job and trashed the place because you saw me with another guy, after we broke up. You quit my job for me because you didn’t want me to clean up the fucking mess. Hell yeah im scared of you and your unpredictable ass. Why are you even here? I need to get home before this shit starts.”
“Imma get the money for us tonight, we gonna leave this city by the morning. This is what you always wanted right? To runaway with me, shit that’s what I want with you.” She was still in love with him, she always was. Her parents just made her abandon their relationship because he wasn’t a ‘suitable’ partner.
She realizes that It had began raining while she was inside the store, Jasmine takes a deep breath and starts to walk to her car again. She quickly gets out the keys and glances at the clock at the heart of the city, 7:45PM. Erik follows after her and digs a necklace out of his pocket, he twirls it around his finger and bites the corner of his bottom lip. “I don’t have time for this.”
“But you had time for those other niggas after we broke up?” She throws the bag into the backseat and closes the door, Jasmine was about to open the driver’s side until Erik seizes her upper arm. “I got you something, the necklace you always wanted.” She looks into his eyes as he places it around her neck, Jasmine grabs ahold of his wrists: her body freezes up as his fingers brush against her skin. She could see that spark of hope that lit up in his eyes, in fact, he leans in closer thinking that she wanted to kiss him.
“I have to get home, goodbye Erik.”
“Nah forget that. I know you miss me and all the shit we used to do together, all the love we used to make. Ain’t no other nigga fucking you but me, I’m the only one that does it just how you like it. Baby does your mom know I hit that pussy all through her damn house.. I can still hear you.” His breathing had picked up and his voice was tempting, Erik places his forehead against hers and closes his eyes.
“I don’t need you.” His lips travel across her cheek, Erik places his hands on the sides of her neck. Jasmine’s mouth was ajar as she watches him bite his bottom lip, she could see one of his golds. He presses his body harder into hers, she whimpers and reaches for her phone. Erik knocks it out her hand, the device lands on the ground and she curses.
“You got me feeling some type of way right now, you’re wearing my favorite outfit.” She was wearing her school uniform, the only part she knew he liked was her skirt. “Remember when I used to sneak over and rip this shit right off your body, I had to cover your mouth so your mom wouldn’t hear.” His hand moved up her thigh, she slapped it away but he put it right back. “If I was lucky... you wouldn’t have any panties on.”
Erik ascends his hand further up her thigh, he groans when he feels her wetness coat his fingers. Jasmine moans, he lifts her leg up against his torso: her arm wraps around his neck as his fingers massage back and forth on her clit. With each moan she became louder, gripping and pulling at his shirt, he would press his lips on hers and they would share a deep and concupiscence kiss. “Say my name baby... I love you so much, fuck.”
He breathes heavily on her cheek, her head was tilted up to the sky but, he grabs her chin to make her look straight at him. “Look at me and say that shit...say it.” Her phone begins ringing, she wanted to push him away so she could answer the call but she needed this high to be reached. Her hands run up his arms as her mouth opens and her eyes roll, she gives in to him, his name flows from her mouth shamefully as she cums onto his fingers.
“Erik! Erik I love you too... oh shit I have to go.” She finally has the courage to shove him away, his erection was pushing on the front of his pants. “7:53, oh my god I have to go.” Jasmine rushes to her car door but Erik pulls her back again. “This really isn’t the time right now nigga, do you realize what’s going to happen in a couple minutes?”
“Yeah, I'm participating. It’s the only way we gonna get out of this place. Come with me. We can talk about getting this relationship back, I miss you... so much.” Jasmine picks up her phone and pushes him on his chest. “Can we just fucking talk about this? You didn’t give me a chance to explain myself, you just left. You know how much I hate that shit, a lot of people abandoned me in my life and now you. Somebody I still fucking love and adore.”
“Have a good night.” Jasmine gets into the car, she locks the doors because she knew he would try to get in. She pulls out the parking space, and he proceeds to throw the flowers at the back window. “Asshole.” Erik takes out his gun and aims it at the back tire, he shoots and Jasmine’s car swerves out of control. She shoves her foot into the brake and breathes heavily, her head ducks down when she hears another gunshot. “Motherfucker are you crazy?”
Jasmine hops out her car and grabs the grocery bag from the back. “We not done talking! I’m crazy for you baby.” Her phone rings once again, she couldn’t even answer it because now she had no way to get home. But she did have one choice: run. “You ain’t gon make it baby! Let me take you home.” She ignores him and bolts out the parking lot.
ERIK KILLMONGER X BLACK!READER: “IS THIS YOUR KING?!”
Summary: Imagine being Erik Killmonger’s girlfriend (Giselle AKA reader), you’re his everything and he’s crazy in love with you. You’ve been with him through thick and thin and he wants you to be by his side when he takes over Wakanda. You both are like the modern day Bonnie and Clyde 18’. You’re there at the waterfall fighting scene to support him.
“The king will now have the strength of the black panther stripped away.” Giselle’s eyes were piercing through T’challa as she tilts her head to the right, hatred flooded her heart but it would never be the same amount of loath that filled Erik’s. Queen Ramonda and Princess Shuri caught themselves giving her looks of shame and dishonor. She switches her head around to face them, a smile spreading across her full lips.
Her and Killmonger have the same energy radiating off them, that’s why he loves her. She understood him and all he went through, they were a perfect combination. “What a disgrace.” Shuri mumbles under her breath, Giselle rolls her eyes then looks back at Erik.
“What a disgrace your bitch ass brother will be to his family as soon as he gets beaten.” The words fall smoothly off her tongue, T’challa convulses as black veins congest his body: the power being removed quickly. Erik sticks his swords into the ground and walks over to Giselle, her arms immediately wrapping around his neck.
“Look, Imma be fine aight? I’ve trained for this shit, I be damn if I let it go to waste. You trust me?” Giselle stares into his eyes as he gazes right back, her fingers collide through his hair and she bites the corner of her bottom lip.
“Yes baby I trust you, just please,” Giselle looks over at Queen Ramonda, her eyes already on his girlfriend, “be a good boy and kill him for your father, for you, and for me.” Erik presses his lips against hers roughly, she moans and pulls away. “I love you.”
“I love you too... fuck, let’s this get this throne baby.” Erik slaps her ass and she watches as he walks away, she takes a seat on the rocks and hugs her arms securely. She was jittering with nerves, hearing his voice made her calm down and close her eyes. Giselle buries her nose into his hoodie that she is wearing, she takes a deep breath and snaps out of it when she hears Erik.
“And all this death... just so I could kill you.”
“That’s right baby.” Giselle whispers, her hands grip the rock she sits on. “Let the challenge begin!” Zuri steps back, allowing them to have enough room to fight. They went at each others necks for a couple minutes, Erik was doing several twists and turns skillfully just like he trained. She couldn’t watch half the time but he was doing great so far until, T’challa knocks him to the ground.
“Erik get up!” N’jadaka grunts and stands back up on his feet, only for them to continue fighting. Erik dodges T’challas sword but it ends up cutting him against the cheek, Giselle curses. She knows N’jadaka wouldn’t let T’challa die with no cuts on his body. Erik kicks him and he slams down on the ground, he swiftly stands back up.
N’jadaka leaves two cuts on his body, he was fighting extremely harder now than when he started. T’challa was thrown off guard at how significantly stronger he was, Shuri and Queen Ramonda have unease expressions on their faces as they scream out. Okoye cringes as Killmongers sword cuts into his arm, they gasp when it penetrates his lower abdomen. Giselle’s hands are clasp together as she smiles, Erik punches him and falls pathetically onto the ground.
“Yes baby!” T’challa attempts to stand back up but Erik’s fist drills into the side of his face once again.
“This is for my father.” Zuri steps in before he can stab T’challa, he slams his weapon down to the ground. Giselle stands up and crosses her arms over her chest: Erik was glaring at Zuri. “I am the cause of your fathers death, not him. Take me...” N’jadaka stares at him for few seconds before picking up his sword once again.
“I’ll take you both Uncle James!” Cries echo through the vicinity as he stabs Zuri in the chest, tears crowd at Okoye’s eyes and Queen Ramonda and Shuri scream out helplessly. Giselle smiles and covers her mouth as she laughs a little, Shuri glances back at her: her eyes filled with anger.
“You think that’s funny?” The princess makes a move to go over to Giselle but Erik quickly throws his sword, it lands right in front of Shuri and she stops, not wanting to find out where the other one would land.
“Stay away from her.” His deep voice startles Shuri, Queen Ramonda pulls her back down into her arms. “Is this your king?! Huh?! Is this your king?! The man whose suppose to lead you into the future?! Him?! He’s suppose to protect you?! Nah, this nigga whack!” Giselle breathes heavily as she watches Erik pick T’challa up and carry him to the waterfall.
“Come on brother!”
“Kill him Erik!” N’jadaka throws T’challa over the waterfall, everyone yells out except for Giselle. She looks him up and down with satisfaction written all over her face.
“Nah, I’m your king.” A lady comes over to him and puts a white necklace around his neck. She backs away and Giselle jumps up and down happily, she was the only one that was clapping and the only one that is filled with joy. Giselle jumps down from the rock and runs over to Erik, he opens his arms and she hugs him tightly.
“Oh my god baby you did it, you fucking did it.” Erik kisses her lips repeatedly and she wraps her legs around his waist as she whimpers. His hand sneaks itself into the inside of the hoodie, it travels up her back and unclasps her bra.
“I love you so much, Imma prove how much I do as soon as I get back.” Giselle bites his jawline and they share a desirable kiss.
She was limping towards the already running shower, her robe slides smoothly off her shoulders and hits the bathroom floor. Serenity grabs ahold of the glass door while breathing heavily: she walks into the sizable and steamy space. She glides down the wall, letting the water engulf her tense muscles. Serenity gazes straight ahead, she pulls her legs up towards her chest and holds them in tightly with her arms.
Her eyelids were low as if she was staring at prey, she hears the clicking of a lighter and glances over at the door to see her mother. Imani puts a cigarette up to her lips and inhales skillfully, she removes it and exhales the smoke out her nose. "My little angel, I'm doing this for a reason. You don't understand how much I care for your siblings and you. It'll all pay off in the end."
"It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel." Serenity's eyes slowly drift away from her mother and back onto the uninteresting wall in front of her, Imani puts out her cigarette and tosses it into the shower. It lands in front of Serenity's feet, blood was splattered onto her skin.
"You will learn one day that there is no one in this world that loves you as much as I do, your mother." Imani places her hand under her daughters chin, she jerks it up causing Serenity's head to lift up into the air. "Understand that... great job tonight by the way." Her mother stands upright again then exits out the bathroom, her dress following behind as she walked.
Serenity holds her hands up into the water, she watches as the crimson blood falls in between her fingers and down onto the shower floor. She pulls her hands away as soon as she hears her brothers deep voice on the other side of the door, Serenity stands up and cuts off the water. "Sis, it's time to go out." She had gotten ready quickly, throwing on anything but making sure that she was still wonderfully styled.
Serenity always walked in front of her brother and sister, just like they always wore black sunglasses in the day and nighttime. They would gain attention every time while walking down the sidewalk or crossing a street. Maybe it was the way the wind blew mysteriously through the girls hair or the clenching jawline of Xavier. It could've also been the chill bumps people receive when they would so happen to walk past number 1, 2, and 3.
They soon found themselves walking into a restaurant, the siblings get a table and sit at a booth with menus up to their noses. The glasses never leave their faces, Xavier sits back against the plushy seats and pulls them down just a inch to glance at the table across the room. "Why does he move around so much? Damn, the nigga can't stay in one place." Nailah picks up one of the sugar packets on the side of the table, she rips it open with her teeth and spills it out.
"I don't know but, if we don't get him mother will be disappointed." She makes a image out of the sugar, Nailah grabs a couple more and moves the small grains around with the tip of her finger. Serenity taps her fingernails against the table then lifts her head up into the air.
"Let's make sure we bring a to-go box home, I don't want any of that nasty ass vegan shit when I get back." Xavier laughs and rests his arm against the back of the seat, Serenity looks down at the image purely made out of sugar that Nailah made. It was a gun, the barrel was pointed towards the man that was sitting across the room. "What's the plan?" Serenity rests her heel covered feet against the seat in front of her, Xavier moves over so she could have enough room to do so.
"Let's give him a surprise at his place, he won't see it coming." Xavier's lay back voice matched his body language, his head was settled back against the top of the booths seat. Nailah and Serenity eye the man, it was crazy how he didn't feel their glares on his face. He was busy stuffing his mouth with the greasy Olive Garden pasta and shooting back gulps of sweet tea. "Let's go."
On a Saturday night, Erik Stevens was studying for a test that he has on Monday. He despises doing stuff like this but what student in school doesn't? Sometimes he did it at his apartment but other times Erik came to a local café were he could get some peace and quiet. The men in his neighborhood always hung outside shooting their glocks or joking on one another until the morning.
Erik pulls his dreads back with his fingers and sighs frustratingly, he flips through the pages of his book then slams it shut. Stevens leans back against the seat and ignores the ring of bells on the entrance. The scent of the person that walked past him hits his nose hard, he hears that same hypnotic and smooth voice of the lovely Serenity Slay. Erik switches around, the first thing he spots is the tight and leather orange skirt that was hugging Serenity's bottom half.
The half shirt she was wearing shows her glistening breast, they bounce perfectly as she turns around to order a drink. "What the fûck you looking at?" Xavier scowls at Erik causing Serenity to turn around, she waits for his retaliation. "Let me catch your eyes on her again and imma fûck you up for real."
"What's up then? The fûck you gon do with yo' bîtch ass?" Erik didn't hesitate to walk up to Xavier and suddenly shove him back, Serenity moves her brother against the wall before he could do something. The dark look in his eyes told her that he was going to snap in a matter of seconds. "Xavier go wait outside." Serenity points towards the door, Xavier furrows his eyebrows and shakes his head.
"Listen to your sister nigga." It took him a while to finally go out the café, Serenity turns toward Erik and scratches a random spot in her head. "Your mom said him and I would get along, she lied." She smiles and gently laughs, Erik glances over to see Xavier and Nailah leaning against a car: their eyes were laid fixedly on him. "Man your brother and sister are something, they really care for you huh?"
"He's uh- there both really possessive. It was nice to see you again, I'm sorry about that I'll make sure to talk to him." Erik watches as she turns around, she was hoping that he would stop her with his voice or even touch her arm gently.
"Damn baby hold up, you always leaving so soon." His hands clasp around her waist, Erik pulls her in after turning her around to face him once again. He sits down on the table, Serenity could feel his hands pushing her between his legs. "I think we should um-" It was his first time actually doing something like this, it was a first for him to be chasing after a girl he really had an interest in.
"Thursday night, I'll meet you at your place." Serenity had leaned in closely to his face, her finger glides down his nose as Erik stares dreamingly at her lips then up into her eyes.
"Can a nigga steal a kiss before you leave?" Serenity pulls away and shakes her head, she walks towards the exit then eventually out the café.
Nailah stares out the blinds of another man's home, she pushes one of them down and scans the street with her hawk eyes. Xavier was scavenging through the fridge trying to find something to eat, he spots some leftovers and throws the box into the microwave for a couple minutes. Serenity's legs were laying against the coffee table as she turns a lighter on and off several times.
"I'm going to beat that motherfûckers ass if I see him again, stay away from him you hear me?" Xavier pulls the box of leftovers out and sticks a fork into the chicken with melted cheese on top. Serenity glances over at her brother and rolls her eyes, she stands up and sits down on the arm of the couch.
"Boy bye, we're just talking. I need friends too you know?" Xavier puts his food down on the counter and pulls the gun from his holster, he rests it on the island and faces it towards Serenity.
"Nah that nigga ain't your friend, you know what talking leads to sis? Sex, that's what that shît lead to. I swear to god if he even touches you in that way this gun is going up against his head." Nailah shrugs her shoulders and walks over to Serenity, she nods her head agreeing with Xavier.
"Am I suppose to be lonely my whole life?! Not have any friends or a boyfriend? Or even a fûcking one night stand? You don't see me getting all protective when you or Nailah have your flings."
"You're young Serenity, he could easily take advantage of you and fûck you up in so many ways. Mother knows that Xavier and I can handle stuff like that but you-" The front door opens and they all turn their heads to the target that was now standing in the living room. His eyes were wide as he sees their unfamiliar faces and the all black clothes on. Xavier lifts his gun up and instantly, pulls the trigger.
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The Slay Manor was like no other, it was breath-taking at first sight and it might as well be named the 8th wonder of the world. The jagged stone walls on the outside told a story of a rich family history, and the inside was like living in an art museum. The murals painted gorgeously on the walls and high-ceilings reflected black kings and queens in all their glory. The ninety bedrooms all had headboards that were embellished with earth's most precious rocks. The bedsheets, only meant for the royalty.
Serenity's head was face down, she could see Imani pacing back and forth beside her in the corner of her eye. Her hair was falling sloppily down her shoulders and she was sniffing as if she had a terrible cold. It was as chilly as ice in the Slay Castle, it was always freezing: warmth had never diffuse once in the mansion. And the fancy chandeliers, the lights in them stayed dim, the floors were always white as snow, and the walls remain black as obsidian.
Imani grabs the back of Serenity's chair and pushes it forward, she falls down onto the floor weakly. Her hands land into the pool of thick black liquid that sat at the base of her feet. "Take a look at your sister, Nailah and Xavier." Serenity glares up at her mother through her crimson eyes, they follow her with every step she makes. "Sit up and confess."
"Mother... I can tell you what happened-"
"I don't want to hear it from you! You know what? You are so quick to snitch on your sister, you need to learn how to be quiet like your brother sometimes. Do you know what you are? You're an ass kisser, now can't you just sit there and shut the hell up?!" Nailah bites her tongue and steps back into the spot next to Xavier, he was silently laughing in his head and she could hear it mocking her.
"You opened your legs for him.. didn't you?" Imani clicks her tongue against the root of her mouth several times, Serenity breathes heavily and whimpers: she shakes her head 'no' repeatedly. "Why are you lying to me? Why do you feel the need to always lie to me? I let you participate in public school, I let you have your freedom I gave you space Serenity. Don't risk it all for some.. man. You give me no choice ren."
There was a moment of silence, Imani gazes at Serenity with disappointment in her eyes. She didn't even attempt to look up at her mother, everyone stayed quiet and waited for her to say something. "Back to the darkness you go." Serenity's eyes widen as fear sparks through every inch of her body, she shakes her head back and forth: her body shakes violently.
"No, no, no please I'll be good.. mom you promised. Y-You promised you wouldn't put me back in that hell hole. MOM-" Two men rush over and seize Serenity up onto her feet, she screeches at the top of her lungs: her shrieking travels around the manor. "ILL BE GOOD I PROMISE, PLEASE DON'T SEND ME THERE." Her voice cracks as she continues on with her full-blown crying. Imani faces toward her other children with a small smile on her face, Xavier makes a move to go save Serenity but she quickly holds up her hand.
"You can't leave her in there again, are you out your damn mind?!"
The men toss Serenity into a pitch black room, the last bit of light glaring from outside in the hallway vanishes as the door shuts close. "No, no please let me out!" Serenity crawls swiftly to the entrance and begins clawing at the metal door, she bangs her fist then her feet against it as hard as she can. "I-I don't want to be alone! I can't be alone."
"She'll turn into her true form, is that what you want? She'll become heartless, take her out that damn room." Xavier stares at his mother boldly, she laughs at him and steps closer to her son. "Put me in there instead, you can't let her go through this again."
"This family turning into their true form has made us who we are today, why we are still thriving since the beginning of time itself. Look at this place that we are in right now Xavier! We would've never made it to this point if it wasn't for your grandfather, your great great grandfather-"
"I don't give a fuck!" Imani looks shock, she tilts her head to the right: Nailah darts her eyes back and forth from her mother to Xavier. He was enraged: it showed all over his face and in his body language, Xavier Slay had had enough of the torture. "Go to hell."
"Uh.. uh... mother he didn't mean that. Xavier!" Nailah calls after her brother, she walks towards him then up the grand staircase. Her heels clack against the squeaky clean floors, she grabs onto Xavier's arm and he doesn't hesitate to snatch it out of her hold. "What's up with you? X talk to me, we're in this together all of us."
"You're full of shit sis, we're in this together but you out here telling Ren's business like it ain't nothing. We all were suppose to have each other's back, I know you don't like that lil nigga she with and I don't either. But I would've never! Never ratted her out like you just did."
"I'm protecting us, you know that we would be punish if we didn't tell the truth!"
"Why haven't you told on me then? This isn't a competition Nailah, she trusted you!" Nailah pauses, her bottom lip quivering as if she was about to cry. She faces away from him and stares down at the empty foyer, Nailah turns back around and gazes at Xavier with her glossy brown eyes.
"Why does she always get to have the sympathy from you and mom? She always gets the fucking excuses and all the damn attention! And the guys, it's like everywhere we go there staring at Serenity as if she's a fucking five course meal! What about me? I've never been able to get what she has because I've always been in her shadow. No matter how many times she gets called reckless she still gets chances after chances."
