💘Once
a racist💎
Pamela ❤️
#r@p£#
Episode eleven📿
ROSIE’S POV
I continued walking down the dark street quite aware that Donald was walking behind me.
It was really dark and cold that I felt like going back but I want to show Donald Stone that I am not like every other girls.
I clasped my shoulders with my hands as a way of protecting myself from the cold breeze but gosh, it didn’t change anything.
“Hey, cutie.” I heard a rou-gh voice saying and I turned to say a group of three boys walking slowly towards me.
I tried to run back but the ugliest and the strongest of them all held me and pressed me closer to his che-st ma-king me inhale the smell of his dirty armpits and clothes.
“Let go of me.” I shouted angrily but they all laughed.
“Our little girl is angry.” The dirty guy said and pushed me to the ha-rd floor
My bu-tt.
I tried to stand up so I can run but he bent down and pinned me to the floor.
“All you have to do is to calm down and let us enjoy you in peace, we aren’t gonna be too ha-rd on you.” He said again and I g@sped.
No, this cannot be happening.
Donald where the hell are you??
The second guy held me hands backwards and I watched in tears as the first guy tried to pu-ll down his p@n-ts.
Oh, is this how am going to lose my vir-ginity?
If I had known I would have allowed Donald k!$$£d me to my last breath instead of coming down here.
The guy f0rç£d my dress opened and bent down.
I closed my eyes waiting for his weight to fall on me but when I didn’t feel anything, I opened my eyes and saw Donald holding the guys collar and looking at me angrily.
He pushed the guy to the adjacent wall and gave him several punches on his face until he fell in the weakly.
The other two guys tried to fight with him but when he turned, they ran away in fear and then, he turned to look at me again.
“I guess you like this kind of m©l£st@t!on, right?” He asked in a very angry tone and I swallowed and stood up slowly.
“Thanks for saving me.” I said standing opposite him.
“I would have do it for any other girl in that kind of situation, so don’t consider yourself special.” He said and started walking away.
I tried to walk with him but I felt this strange pain in my leg. I must have sustained an injury when that ugly guy pushed me to the floor.
I continued leaping behind him and when he turned, I could see anger written all over his face.
What’s his stress?
I was the one that was almost R@p£d not him, why is he this angry.
He walked closer to me and stood very close to me staring into my eyes.
“I thought you were the very strong Rosie that I thought you were? You said I was m©l£sting you and you walked down this scary lane to get away from me but what happened? You fell into the hands of this dogs? What would you parents have said if you were R@p£d?” He shouted angrily at me and I flin-ched.
He ruffled his head angrily and looked at the floor, then to my face.
“You know what? I don’t think this dinner plan was a good decision after all, and moreover you are all stained, so I will just take you back home.” He said with a loud hiss.
“Donald, am sorry.” I said trying to calm him down but he was still visibly angry.
“What the hell are you sorry for uhn? Are you sorry that I didn’t allow those men r@p£ or what?” He shouted again and I took some steps backwards.
He shook his head for a long time before holding hands ti-ghtly and dragging me along with him.
“Donald, you are hurting me.” I cried but he totally ignored me and when we got to his car, he opened the door for me.
I gently entered not wanting to increase his anger and he slammed the door.
DONALD’S POV
I got into the car and ignited the engine without turning to look at Rosie but when I felt his hand on my hand, I turned and saw tears all over her face.
“I am sorry, Donald. I didn’t mean to upset you. I am sorry for acting really foolishly.” She said looking at her hand and I sighed.
“It’s okay. You looked weak, so let me drive you home.” I answered trying to swallow my anger but it was still there.
I almost lost track of her, so what I didn’t see her?
I am usually like this when angry but seeing a man almost r@p£ was like a b!ow to my eyes.
She was always acting so strong and trust me, it was beginning to annoy me.
“Don’t be angry at me, plea-se.” She said with a little sob and I shut my eyes.
I am ma-king her cry and for some reasons, I don’t like it.
“I am sorry, I am no longer angry.” I said with a little smile and she nodded.
“plea-se, can you not drive me home, my mom would be really angry. I promised my friend to visit her later, so you can just take me there.” She said and I made a U turn.
I arrived at the house she had directed to me and parked.
She c@m£ looked at me for a while and got down and I immediately drove off.
Don’t blame me, I am really trying to control my anger.
What if she had been R@p£d?
What if she had been R@p£d and killed?
Thinking about all that just can’t make me calm down.
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Pamela❤️
Episode twelve
ROSIE’S POV
I walked into Susan’s and Suzy’s ap@rtment and sighed when I saw them in a very heated argument.
“I told you she’d be here.” Suzy said as soon as she saw me and Susan rolled her eyes.
I sat down on the couch waiting for them to start with their never ending questions.
“So, tell me. How did you and Donald meet?” Suzy asked first and I took my time to explain and when I was done, they cl@pped dramatically.
“Okay, how was today’s dinner?” Susan asked and the images of what happened earlier keep back in rush.
“It was good. Can I sleep over? I am so tired.” I said with a fake yawn in order to avoid their questions.
“Yeah, you can come sleep in my room.” Susan said and Suzy frowned.
“No, my be-d is wi-der.”
“No, my room is lager”
“No, my bathroom is cleaner.”
I messaged my mom to inform her that I wouldn’t be coming home and I sle-pt on the couch trying not let their voices disturb me.
I feel sad that Donald is still angry at me out there.
The first reason I left the car was because I thought he was m©l£sting me but what if those men had R@p£d me? Then I would have known the real meaning of m©l£st@t!on.
But gosh, he has a very bad temper.
“Why does he even care?
“Why don’t you just let her choose the room she’d like to sleep in?” Suzy’s voice jo-lt me back to reality and I turned slightly.
“You girls don’t have to bother yourselves, I am fine here. It’s just too bad I have friends that can never agree between themselves for my comfort.” I said to make them guilty and it worked.
“ I am really sorry, Rosie.”, Susan said but I totally ignored them.
DONALD’S POV
Blaire kept watching me as I walked out of the bathroom with a towel tied around my w@!st.
I guess she knows I am angry because she refused to say anything.
I got in my pajamas and la-id tiredly on the be-d.
Too bad the dinner had to be cancelled but gosh, that girl is a talker.
“You won’t be busy tomorrow, right?” Blair’s voice finally c@m£ out and I turned to face her.
“Why?”
“Just that i… my birthday is tomorrow, so I wanted to know if you can come with me to Bliss’s h0tel.” She said almost nervously.
“What time?”
“7:00 PM” She said with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
I would be there. I nee-d to get some drinks.
“I would be there.” I said and she jumped on me.
“Thank you, baby.” She said and k!$$£d me but I pushed her off from me.
“I am not in the mood, Blaire. I nee-d to clear my head.” I said and she frowned.
“I knew it. I knew you were seeing someone.” She exclaimed.
What have I done to not get a peaceful sleep, uhn??
“What makes you think so?” I asked looking at the sky throu-gh my opened window.
“You’ve acting distant and you now come back late. You don’t even want my t©uçh anymore.” She whined.
“You know what? Am sick and tired of your foolishness. Yes, what if am seeing someone what can you do about it, uhn? I remember telling you that I don’t want any form of relationsh!pbut you wouldn’t listen.” I shouted and she jumped off the be-d.
“Donald.” She called and I stood up as well.
“You said from the start that as far as I don’t make any of my relationsh!ps public then I can have any girl I want, so what’s your stress?” I said and she walked out of the room in tears.
Good riddance.
How can someone be so selfish?
I felt my phone vibr@ted and I picked it up to see Rosie’s name on it.
Wait, she called?
But why?
I dialed her number but she didn’t answer, I guess she’s asleep.
ROSIE’S POV
I opened my eyes slowly trying to adjust to them to the Ray’s of light from the TV screen and opened window.
Those twins can sure kill a person.
I looked at my phone and saw Donald’s missed call.
He called?
I thought of calling him back but I guess it’s too early and moreover I just wanted to wish him goodnight and it’s kinda late now.
I opened my browser and the news headline almost made me drop my phone in surprise.
Me?
Donald?
But it’s not true.
So who can guess the headline she was
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Episode thirteen📿
DONALD’S POV
“POPULAR MR. DONALD STONE IS FINALLY IN A de-sireD RELATIONSh!pWITH A AN UNKNOWN DARK LADY.”
The headline popped up my screen immediately I switched on my phone.
It was really surprising because, one, I am not in a relationsh!pwith Rosie and two, I didn’t even think or know someone saw us yesterday not to talk of taking pictures.
Come to think of it, what do they mean by “de-sired relationsh!p”? Why are bloggers so dramatic and annoying.
I wonder if Rosie has seen it yet.
I tapped the link to re-ad the full story and pictures of me and Rosie popped up.
What’s all these??
The pictures were very many and clear enough for one to recognize us.
“So many people and fans of Donald can testify that Donald never shows affection for his former lover, Blaire but in these pictures, you would see that our Donald is so much in love with the lucky dark girl”
Those were the words below the pictures.
What the hell am I going to do now ?
I went to the comment bar to re-ad the comments and the things I saw nearly made me scream and laugh at the same time.
📢 Though I am very disappointed at Donald, I would deny the fact that the dark girl is pretty, unlike bit-chy Blaire.
📢 Why must Donald be so foolish, uhn?
📢 The girl is pretty, I am happy for you, Donald.
📢 I hate you Donald
I threw the phone on the be-d when I could no longer re-ad their silly comments.
NADIA’S POV
Like seriously? The picture I am seeing right now is no doubt the pictures of the girl that brou-ght cake to my house a week before.
Are these bloggers trying to say that my Donald is in love with that dirty delivery girl?
They must be joking.
The Donald I gave birth to hates black people, so why in the world would he d@t£ or even k!ssone?
I seriously feel like throwing up right now.
These pictures must have been edited, I nee-d to see Donald.
I walked into his room and saw him coming out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his hands.
“Have you seen today’s headline?” I asked angrily and he hissed.
Why do I feel strange?
“Yes, those bloggers are just foolish. I am not in any form of relationsh!pwith her.” He answered and I sighed in relief.
“I thought as much. Those pictures were edited and am gonna do everything within my power to find the person behind it.” I said with a little smile.
“I really k!$$£d her mom but trust me, I am not d@t!ngher.”
“What? Donald what the hell did you just say? You k!$$£d that delivery girl.” I asked in disbelief and he laughed a bit.
Is my son crazy?
“Yes, mom. Is there anything wrong with that? You know me to be a pl@yboy, so you don’t expect me to stick with Blaire all my life.” He answered and I sat on his be-d.
“you are free to go out with any girl but certainly not with a dark girl, you said seeing them always want to make you throw up. So what happened?”
“A lot happened, mom. I don’t know but she’s different from all the girls have seen. They are human too.” He said and I stood up angrily and sl@pped him.
“You are a disgrace.” I shouted and he shut his eyes.
“Mother, did you just sl@p me?”
“Yes, and I would continue doing it if you don’t act like the son I trained you to become.”
“Well, sorry to disappoint you, momma but you don’t own me and the next time you try to sl@p me again, I would do something stupid.” He shouted ma-king me flin-ch.
“Donald, what has come over you?” I asked gently and he turned to look at me.
“I don’t know, mom but I think I like her.” He said and I g@sped.
My son has been charmed.
I have to do something real fast
Where the hell is that Blaire of a girl?
ROSIE’S POV
I dialed Donald’s number after re-ading the all news and he answered on the second ring.
“Hello, Donald?”
“How you?”
“Donald, didn’t you see the headline?” I asked with shaky voice and he sighed.
“I did.”
Why is he cool and not angry?
“What are we going to do about it?”
“Nothing. I guess.” He stated and my fears increase.
What would my dad and mom and even my friends think of me now?
As a slut?
Who have I offended?
“Donald, what do you mean nothing? Aren’t you bothered about this at all? Wouldn’t it ruin your reputation?” I said trying to make him scared.
“But we can’t delete it, or can you?” I asked.
Am I imagining things or did he sound like he was smiling?
I must be imagining things.
An hell no, I can’t delete the blogs.
“I can’t.” I replied in a weary tone.
“I know.”, He said and my anger increa-sed.
The fool doesn’t even care?
“Are you really serious right now? Do you know what this mean? How do you think my parents would react to the news? For goodness sake, my mom is sick.” I shouted angrily.
“So how was your night?” he asked in a very calm voice like he didn’t even hear what I said some seconds ago.
“I don’t ever want to see your face again. I should have known that you are cold hearted. I should have known that you do not care about anyone other than your self, not even Miriam or anyone.” I said and hanged up.
My mom is gonna be so disappointed.
Why me?
You have a lot to tell us, don’t you?” Suzy said from the door way and I sighed.
Just kill me.
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Pamela❤️
Episode fourteen📿
MIRIAM’S POV
I think I did a very good job and should be applauded for it.
I was on my way to visit my friend last night when I saw Donald and Rosie coming out from a house.
I got down from my car and stayed really close to the car to see what they we’re doing and just as expected, they k!$$£d.
I mean, he k!$$£d her.
Trust me, I took so many pictures with my phone and got back into my car, s£nt them to a very good friend of mine who’s a very popular blogger.
Gosh, the pictures were clear and beautiful.
I am not a love counselor nor a love doctor, but I knew from the start that Donald likes Rosie and am gonna make sure, they get into a relationsh!p.
I want to prove to Nadia that she cannot always control everything or make things go the way she wants.
Rosie is a very lively, pretty and br@ve girl and I know quite well that she can stand up to evil Nadia.
The headline and story was written so well that it almost made me smile when I saw it.
Nadia had the guts to threaten me just because I am a dark girl but what’s so good in being light and fair anyways? Melanin is a very good and am very glad to have it in me.
I would how she reacted when she saw the news. Her large eyes would have nearly popped out of the socket.
ROSIE’S POV
After explaining to Susan and Suzy all that had transpired between Donald and I from the time we first met to yesterday, they finally let me off the questioning hook and I was allowed to leave.
How will my parents look at me?
I can imagine the look on my dad’s face when I get to see him.
Why must Donald be so annoying and frustrating?
I breathed heavily when I got to my house and opened the door to see my dad in the living room watching a movie.
It was a movie we normally watch together as a family.
I stood by the doorway and watched him for a while before stepping in and just immediately, his eyes darted to mine.
He continued staring at me before returning to look at the Tv screen.
Lord, plea-se come to my aid.
“Hi, dad.” I said with a f0rç£d smile but guess what, he literally ignored me.
“Dad, I am sorry. I promise never to do it again. It wasn’t intentional.” I said and he looked at me again.
“What exactly are you apologizing for? That you almost killed your mum or that you are now a certified slut?” He shouted and I flin-ched.
My mummy.
I ran upstairs and opened the door to my mum’s room to see her slee-ping peacefully on her be-d.
I just hope I don’t be the one to finally kill my own momma😔😔
Donald is all to be blamed.
He k!$$£d me without my cons£nt.
“Your mom coll@psed when she saw the news on TV. Rosie, you knew you were going to be a slut but why did you decide to publicize it when your know your mum is sick?” My dad shouted from the door.
Like seriously? The news was shown on TV too.
My dad can be really harsh at times.
I feel like crying right now.
“Dad, we aren’t d@t!ngand really do not know who took those pictures. He just k!$$£d me but I pushed him off.” I said with tears alre-ady streaming down my eyes.
“I would never forgive you if anything happens to my wife.” He said and walked away.
I walked behind him and stood very close to him as he sat down to continue his movie.
“Dad, I am sorry. I promise never to go close to Donald again. Just forgive me.” I said with my head on his th!ghs.
“Promise, baby?” Someone said from the door and I turned to see Donald’ at the doorway with flowers and chocolates.
Who are those for??????? And who’s his baby
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Pamela❤️
Episode fifteen 📿
ROSIE’S POV
“What the hell are you doing here?” My dad asked Donald angrily as he walked in.
He doesn’t even look bother and he even tinted his hair to red???
Well, his handsome. The hair color suit him well.
And his not slim like most celebrities. He’s really different.
“Rosie?” My dad shouted and I flin-ched.
“Yes..yes, dad.” I stuttered.
“Can you plea-se ask your lover or whatever he is to excuse us.” He said string at the TV screen.
“Yes, dad. Just a minute.” I said and dragged Donald out of the house.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I shouted angrily when we got outside.
“Can you let go of my hands, plea-se.” He said gently and I battled my eyelids before letting go.
“So, answer my question.”
“I am here to …… to pay you a visit and to give you the do¢v-ments so you can sign.” He stated and I scoffed.
“I thought I told you never to show yourself to me again.”
“You did but you can’t command me, Rosie.”
“Oh, plea-se, Donald. Don’t you dare annoy me. Do you think you can come into my life to ruin me?” I shouted angrily.
“I like you, Rosie. I don’t wish to ruin your life.” He stated and I took a step back.
Is he really serious?
Was Miriam right?
Buy why would he like me?
“By like, do you mean….No, I don’t know what you mean, so tell me. What do you mean?” I asked and he took some steps forward.
“I didn’t say love, Rosie. I said like, it’s not a big deal. I want us to get to know each other better and who knows, we might make a great team.” He said staring into my eyes.
A great team?
“By team, you mean?”
“I mean, we might just start d@t!ng.” He replied and I g@sped.
“What about your girlfriend and your racist mum?”
“They are usually not a factor when it comes to me ma-king my choices and besides, my Blaire is not my girlfriend.”
“Like seriously? Anyways, I don’t care. I don’t wanna d@t£ you.” I said and he ran his hand into his hair.
“,You don’t like me?” he asked staring into my eyes.
Do I like him? I like his kindness.
He saved me when I was almost R@p£d and he paid when he damaged my car but no, that’s not love…….but?
“I don’t know.” I answered taking my eyes away from his.
“So you hate me?”
“No”
“So you don’t hate me and don’t like me?” He asked with a sm-irk.
He’s obviously enjoying this.
“I like you.” I said and he smiled and moved closer.
He bent down and tried to k!ssme but I pushed him off the moment hisl-ips t©uçhed mine.
“Don’t you un-derstand anything? Do you wish to make yourself more popular by these headlines? My mom is really ill now because of the news. Leave me alone, Donald.” I shouted and he shut his eyes.
“What if I make your mum un-derstand?” He asked without any form of shame.
I thought he was a celeb.
“Make her un-derstand what?”
“Make her un-derstand that we want each other, I want you.” I said with his eyes locked with mine.
Blue eyes, I think I like them?
But why does he want me and not nee-d me?
“Why do you want me and not nee-d me?” I asked and he growled.
“I don’t know, must you always ask questions?”
“Yes but …. plea-se just go away.” I said and turned to see my mom and dad at the doorway.
So this is my end? Rest in peace, Rosie Dominic.
“Do you like him, Rosie. I want the best for you and trust me, Donald is s good guy.” My mom said with a little smile.
Gosh!!!
I looked at my dad but he was only staring at his feets. I also looked at Donald to see him staring at the back of my head and when I turned, his eyes met mine.
“Mom, don’t get this all wrong.” I said and she smiled.
“No, dear. It’s not a sin to fall in love.” She said and Donald held my shoulders.
I don’t think my heart has ever beat this fast.
“So? What do you have to say?” my dad asked and I swallowed ha-rd .
What should our Rosie say???