Slave Only Dreams To Be King {O P E N}

I tried to drown my demons. But they seem to know how to swim. I tried to change my personality- make it better. But no, it doesn't seem like that's going to happen. Every other time I did it, my fatal flaw seemed to stick, making my life that much worse. The boys would always seem to take attention of me- like this moment for instance. This boy seemed to think I wanted sex from him- all I want is a nice, peaceful relationship with a boy.

Was that to much to ask?

Galaxy was standing in an empty alley somewhere. She had been on a date with this boy- his name Mack. They had just been on a date- a nice stroll through town, walking fast, joking, giggling. Then he had taken her here, to the less inhabited part of town, and taken her in this exact spot, in this stinky alley. And he tried to have sex with her.

She initially was disgusted, and began walking away. She should have known that no boy was good, they were all horrible, all of them! At that moment she vowed to date no more males. She should try dating a female on occasion.

"Hey, hold on sweety-pie." Mack spat, grabbing her arm.

She turned quickly, her fist colliding violently with Mack's face, making him groan and fall to the hard concrete ground "Pathetic!" She screamed at him, and turned left out of the alley.

Dammit. She needed his directions. She was positively lost. But there was no way in hell she was going back to Mack, never talk to him again.

Oh well. Eventually, she'll find her way home. She began walking down the street, an angry frown plastered to her face. "Asshole!" She yelled, hoping Mack heard her. Either way, she was gone now.