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"If y'all let go of this stool. Imma beat both y'all ass" Jalen said as he climbed onto the stool.

"Please don't fall and break ya neck. Ion need my housing insurance going up" I laughed holding the stool as still as possible. There was no other chairs in the house besides our swivel bar stools.

"Hurry up" Michelle says. He grabbed the smoke detector and started to swap out the batteries. Once he was done we held the stool even tighter so it wouldn't spin.

"Thanks for not killing me" He laughed as he put the stool back.

"No problem" I replied and walked back into my bedroom.

"Hey I'm back" I said closing the door behind me.

"I can see that" He yawns.

"So look I-

"Just because I said I love you doesn't mean you gotta say it back. It's cool. Whether you do or don't, it doesn't change the way I feel about you" Quincy tells me sitting up.

I nodded my head, "I don't know what I feel exactly but I do know that I really like you and I wanna be with you. When I tell you I love you I don't want there to be any doubt in my mind about it. I wanna truly mean that shit"

"So whatchu saying? You wanna get back together?"

"Yeah" I nodded my head.

"Come here" He said with a half smirk motioning me over to him. I instantly got butterflies in my stomach. I walked over to him and he grabs my hand, pulling me down onto him. He touches my lower back with his hand before leaning in to kiss me.

He kissed me softly before gently nibbling on my bottom lip. Our lips moved perfectly in sync as we continued to kiss. I climbed completely on top of him, straddling him and eased my tongue in his mouth. His hands found their way down to my butt and just rested there. I pulled away from the kiss and began to trail down to his neck.

"Don't start nothing you can't finish" Quincy says to me biting down on his lip.

"Who said I can't?" I replied as I began to suck on his neck. I started to rub him through his pants.

"You gotta chill" He chuckles.

"Why?" I brought the kisses back up to his lips. I sat up and started to pull off my shirt.

"I can't" He says grabbing my shirt just as I was about to pull it off.

"Huh?" I said looking at him confused.

"It's way too soon, you're not ready" Quincy tells me. Confusion was apparent on my face but then I realized what he was talking about.

"No I'm fine. I'm ready." I reassured him and started to pull up my shirt again.

"Nah forreal" He stops me again "As much as I want to, I won't. You need more time to cope it's only been 2 days Paris."

He was right. It's definitely too soon for me to be hopping back into sex. I don't want to start using sex to cope with being sexually assaulted. I nodded my head and climbed off of him.

"There's no need to rush anything." He tells me pecking my lips before getting up from the bed. "I think you should go see your parents today"

"Today? Why?"

"Y'all already let too much time pass by, why let another day go by?"

"Come with me. They'll be nicer to me if you're there" I replied.

"You sure you don't wanna deal with that alone? I'll still be here when you get back"

I shook my head no "I want you there. You don't have to be in the same room when I tell them but I just wanna know that you're there"

"Okay. I'm finna hop in the shower" He tells me before walking into the bathroom. I stood up from my bed and walked over to my dresser to find something to put on. I just grabbed a pair of black leggings and a yellow sweatshirt before laying it out on the bed. I walked out the room and Michelle and Jalen were cuddled up on the couch watching tv. I didn't even know they were a thing before today.

"Can I use your shower?" I asked her.

"Yeah" She shrugs her shoulders. I walked into her bathroom and closed the door behind me. I took a quick shower and once I was done I grabbed a towel out the closet and wrapped it around my body before going back to my bedroom.

I dried off and moisturized my body then put on my undergarments.

"Don't listen to what people say they don't know

about, about you and me" Quincy sang walking into the bedroom.

I put on the leggings and pulled my sweatshirt over my head. Once I was done getting dressed I just laid on the bed and waited for Quincy to finish getting dressed. It always takes him longer to get dressed even when he's just putting on sweatpants. I scrolled through tik tok singing along to all the songs.

I sent a text to King asking if our parents were home. I'd be pretty shitty if I took an uber over there and they weren't even there.

"Ight I'm ready" Quincy said as he put on his black bomber jacket.I sat up and looked him up and down.

"What?" He laughed spraying on some cologne.

"Why are you so fine?"

He turns and looks at himself in the mirror "You think your momma gon wanna meet me in the laundry room?" He chuckles.

"And just like that you're single again" I laughed standing up from my bed.

"Whaaat? I was just playing" He laughed and tried to grab my hand.

"Yeah yeah yeah, bring ya ass. The uber is here" I grabbed my purse and walked out the bedroom.

"Where y'all headed?" Michelle questioned as we walked out the room.

"My parents house"

Her eyes widened in shock that I was finally about to talk to them. "Really?"

I nodded my head yes. "You don't want me to go with you?" She asks me. I shook my head no. They see Michelle as another daughter so they wouldn't care about cursing me out in front of her.

"Text me, keep me updated" She replies.

"Yeah text me too. Keep me updated" Jalen repeats. I laugh and roll my eyes,"Boy goodbye"

Even though Jalen threatened to tell Quincy about my Onlyfans I couldn't even be mad at him, he was just looking out for his boy. If roles were reversed I would have done the same thing.

Quincy and I left the house and got into the uber. The closer we got to my parents house the more nervous I got. Quincy could sense my nervousness and kept reassuring me that everything would be okay. Once we arrived we got out the car and walked up the driveway hand in hand.

"What if they were serious about not wanting to see me again?" My heart began to race as we walked up to the front door.

"They weren't"

"We should go. It's too soon. I can't do this, I'm not ready" I started to turn and walk away but he pulls me back.

"Man up" He chuckles and rings the doorbell "You'll be fine" We waited for a few seconds and my heart was already beating out of my chest. The door opens and it was King.

"Aye wassup Q" He immediately daps up with Quincy.

"What's good bro"

"Hey P" King gives me a hug and we all walked inside. My eyes immediately met my mom's who was laid out on the couch with my dad watching tv.

"Look who decided to visit" King says as we entered the room.

"Hey it's nice to meet you again" Quincy says to my parents.

"Hey how have you been?" My mom asks standing up from the couch to give him a hug.

"I thought you said y'all broke up?" King whispered into my ear.

"We're back together now. Duh" I whispered back as we watched him dap up with my dad. An awkward silence filled the room. I just stood there rocking back and forth on my heels waiting for somebody to say something.

"Aye Q I was just finna go get Lyric from practice. You tryna ride with me?" King asks.

Quincy looks over at me and asks me if I was okay with that with his eyes. I nodded my head yeah and they both headed out the front door. I smiled awkwardly at my parents before sitting down on the love seat.

"What're y'all watching?" I asked twiddling my thumbs.

"Power" My mom replies turning her attention back to the television.

"The semester over? How's ya grades?" My dad questions glancing over at me for a split second.

"Yeah it's over my gpa is a 3.5"

He nods his head approvingly. I sat back against the couch making myself more comfortable. I was going to wait until the end of this episode to talk. I needed more time to figure out what to say to them. I had already seen this episode and I knew it was almost over so I had to think fast.

Once the episode ended I finally spoke up. "Can I talk to y'all?"

They look at each other and then over at me before nodding their heads.

"I'm sorry about letting y'all down. I know we don't keep secrets and I was going to tell y'all eventually but everything just spiraled so quickly I never even got the chance to say something"

"How long have you been doing that?" My mom questions crossing her arms over her chest.

"Almost a year" I replied back.

"I still can't even wrap my head around this shit. What the fuck made you think that was okay?" My dad furrows his eyebrows at me "Money isn't an issue and you know that"

"I know but-

"You wanted to make it yourself yeah we got that but still. That shouldn't even have been your last resort" My mom states, "You could've came to the shop and ran the books."

"Exactly you could've been my assistant or something. If you needed to make money we had you Paris. We worked our ass off so you would never have to do no bullshit like that"

"I hear you but I didn't want that. Y'all would've been quick to throw in my face how somebody else would die for the job. Threatened to fire me. Make me feel shitty, I didn't want that"

"Have we ever thrown anything in your face before?" My mom frowns at me.

I nodded my head "Countless of times"

"Well I'm sorry if we've ever made you feel like you couldn't ask us for help." My mom states "I'm sorry for slapping you, I shouldn't have put my hands on you."

"It's fine" I replied. I knew in the moment she was just really mad at me. We've never gotten whoppings growing up the most discipline we've ever gotten was grounded and our electronics getting taken away so I knew for her to hit me I had struck a nerve.

"You deleted it?" My dad asks me and I nodded my head yes.

"When?"

"Two days ago"

"So not that night that we found out and you said you were gonna delete it?" My dad raises an eyebrow at me.

"It would've been stupid for me to delete it knowing I was cut off from the family and my bills still needed to be paid."

"So what changed between then and two days ago?" My mom questions. "As far as you knew we were still mad at you. Why delete the account?"

"Circumstances changed" I replied getting nervous again. I looked down at my hands and started picking at my nails.

"You're pregnant?!" My dad exclaimed.

"Ew. What? God no" I laughed shaking my head, "Nobody getting pregnant over here."

"Then what happened?"

I couldn't think of a way to say it easily. There was no easy way to tell them or an easy way to word the situation.

"I was ummm assaulted"

"What?!" They both screamed in unison standing up from the couch.

"Assaulted as in somebody touched you inappropriately, hit you, forced you to have sex? What do you mean assaulted Paris?" My mom interrogates.

"All of thee above" I replied.

"Why didn't you call me?! You know who did it?" My dad questions "Go get my gun" He says to my mom.

"I don't know who did it. Even if I did, pressing charges wouldn't change the fact that I was raped."

"Fuck pressing charges, I'm going to kill that muhfucka" My mom replies.

"When did this happen? Where were you?"

"I was at a party. I was just trying to use the bathroom and he came inside" Just recalling the incident made the images replay in my head. I could feel his arm on my neck all over again.

"Paris I don't care how mad you think we are at you, you call us. Are you okay? Did you go to the hospital to get tested? Give me a hug" My mom says walking

over to me. I stood up from the couch and she hugged me tightly rocking me back and forth. I could hear her sniffling in my ear.

"Oh God please don't start crying. I'm not trying to cry again" I laughed.

"I'm sorry, I just need a minute" She tells me pulling away from the hug and walking out of the living room. I looked over at my dad and I could tell he was pissed.

"I'm fine" I reassured him.

"He did that to your neck?" He questioned moving my hair over my shoulder. I just nodded my head, I knew going into detail would just make him even more angry.

"Did you go to the police?"

"No but the nurses did a rape kit just in case I decided to press charges"

He wraps his arms around me and held me close to him. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect you." I have no idea why but hearing him say that made me start crying all over again. I wrapped my arms around him tighter and just cried into his chest.

"It's gonna be okay baby girl" He kisses my forehead and rest his chin on the top of my head. I felt like a little kid again and the safest place was in my dad's arm. Him telling me it would be okay actually gave me some comfort.

I have my family and Quincy back in my life. Things are finally coming back together. It sucks that it took this for me to finally find some sort of peace.

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