A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD III

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ass yet is because this bitch is protecting you and picking up your slack.”
    Lawana looked at the woman and wanted to smack her. She could tell the woman was only twenty three or twenty four but looked older in the face from the abuse of drugs.
    “How in the hell could you be a part of this and you’re a woman?” Lawana asked.
    The Spanish woman looked at Lawana and sat on the couch and crossed her legs and stared at Lawana and Tanya sitting at the table filled with crack and weed on it. She pulled out a glass pipe from her cleavage along with a lighter then felt around her bra until she pulled out a small jar of crack. She stuffed the hard white crack into the tip of the glass pipe and held the lit lighter at the end of it. She inhaled deeply and held in the thick white smoke as long as she could then she exhales it out.
    “I used to be like you bitches that’s why I’m here my fucking fake friends escaped and left me here so don’t worry about your friends sweetie them bitches would switch places with you in a heartbeat. You think this is hell trust me little girl you don’t know what hell is. I been to hell and lived there where there’s more men than you can count, fucking every hole on your body.
    And when you think you can’t take any more they fuck you some more even while you’re pregnant. Oh you two don’t know what hell is.”
    The woman said as she stuffed the glass pipe with more crack and inhaled it and held it in then began to speak as she talked thick white smoke escaped from her mouth.
    “No little girl you don’t know what hell is hell is being pregnant by one of his henchmen not knowing or caring who the father is because it’s by one of them or having a miscarriage and watching one of them hyenas eat the fetus, that’s hell child.” The woman said while taking another pull from her glass pipe.
    Lawana and Tanya looked at the woman with pity and shock. In no way would they ever have thought that she had went through what they are going through and still work for Black Ice helping to hurt innocent people.
    “If you been where we were why help him?
    Why not leave and get away?” Tanya asked.
    “Hahahaha! Have you not been listening? There is no getting away from him, it’s either you leave here in a body bag or you’re so cracked out you can’t fix your life if he does let you go. You two get dressed and let me show you something.” The Spanish woman said while letting out thick crack smoke from her nose.
    Tanya and Lawana looked at each other.
    “Ummm Black Ice said where not supposed to leave this room and if we do he will kill us slowly.”
    Tanya replied.
    “Hahaha! Don’t worry about that for now, he won’t be back for a few days. He went to kidnap a few more women and take care of some other business that I’m not allowed to know of. So both of you get your asses dressed I’ll be back for you in an hour.” The Spanish woman said while laughing then punched in the code on the key pad then leaves the room.
    An hour later Lawana and Tanya was out of the shower and fully dressed when the door popped open with the Spanish woman in the bright pink shirt standing there with two henchmen armed with machine guns.
    “Follow me.” She ordered.
    “So what is your name? I don’t want to keep calling you that evil crazy bitch now that I know you’re just foolish for helping him, knowing that you been through the same situation that we’re going through.”
    Lawana said in a sarcastic manner.
    “Trust lady, you haven’t been through shit I been through and my name is Yasmin, but you can call me the evil bitch if you like.” Yasmin replied.
    Lawana studied everything as she walked down the hallway she noticed more metal doors that were locked. They walked up some stairs letting her know she was in the basement and entered another room filled with machines and equipment all around it and a Coca Cola sign hung on the wall.
    I knew I was in a factory an old Coca Cola factory at that

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