This is not the guy I know. This can't be the popstar, the celebrity that everyone loves. "Ace Roye"
Ace Roye is a good youth celebrity of 22years. He is lively, cute and more so...a motivator. He speaks good words and despise the cruel and evil things. He loves his fans and fill their heart with the adorable songs he sings.
He can't be doing this right now.
Ace Roye! I know him and I'm his fan and I will vouch for him when ever, and where ever that he'll never do this.
The dim light was the only thing lighting up the room.
He_ Ace Roye came closer as he tore off his shirt. I was scared and sad. I moved to the side of the bed as I search his bright eyes for mercy and also hoped along that he'd come back to his senses.
He mounted the bed and grabbed my shoulder
He stink of alcohol.
Ace Roye, please don't. I cried, but still with no mercy he tore off my top. My skirt was pulled off vigourously.
Was he going to slap me and smack my pale skin so that it gets a scar?
He bent his head and bit my neck leaving a noticable"hickie".
He cupped my waist and pulled me closer. I wish I could break loose but im just a weak 18 years old girl.
What was he going to do to me?
Rape me?
Yea....that's it.
I was penetrated and I couldn't help the uproar of pain or rather still a painful scream/cries. I could feel an unusual liquid roll down my thigh.
.....my blood.....
Ace Roye has done it and I'm BROKEN