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“Michelle, watch out!” Tiffany yelled, bringing me back to our current moment. We were heading straight for another car. I jerked the steering wheel back just in time. “Want me to drive?” Tiffany asked.
“I’m good,” I replied calmly. I desperately needed to calm down before the voice came back. I absolutely refuse to take anymore medicine since I’ve done so well all of these years without it.
The rest of the trip to Tiffany’s house was a quiet one with both of us lost in thought. After I dropped her off, I went home to set my plan in motion.
Armani
Somehow I had broken free of this prison and found my way back home. Tamia was the first person I called and as soon as I saw her, I knocked her out. I got my crazy sponsor, Vincent, to help bring her body into the apartment and tie her up. She cried and begged for her life as I sat in a chair in front of the bed. “Why are you doing this?” Tamia asked with tears streaming down the sides of her face.
“Because your life was too easy. Because you’re the reason I got abducted! Because you’re trying to steal my sponsor! Because you don’t deserve to live!” I screamed while I punched her in the stomach with every statement I made.
“Please, let me go Mani!” she continued begging, which made me smile. Watching her in pain gave me great joy! I hopped out of the chair before going into the kitchen to get a knife. I needed her to feel everything I’d felt my entire life. Walking back into the bedroom, I grabbed her hand and attempted to cut her pinky finger off. It wasn’t as easy as it looked on TV. I had to damn near saw it off to get the whole thing off as she yelled out in pain.
“Yeah, that will take too long.” I said out loud before I stabbed her in both hands. I began to stab her over and over but she wouldn’t die. She continued to scream, even with blood spilling out of her mouth. All of sudden the screams ended, so I looked up at her face. Her eyes were wide open and looking directly at me. A slow smile spread across her face, which caused my blood to boil. I took the knife and place it at her ear, ready to slice her neck completely open.
BOOM!
The sound of the door bursting open before hitting the wall jarred me out of my dream! I looked over at the door at the woman who comes to torture me daily. I wondered what she had against me that made her come hurt me every day when Steve left. As I watched her walk closer in the room and shut the door behind her, I wondered what she had in store for me today. She sat next to me on the bed and I could feel her staring at me, although I couldn’t see her eyes. “Do you know me lady?” I asked as I looked directly at her. She didn’t move a muscle. “Did I do something to you?” I asked and again, she didn’t move a muscle. Sighing heavily, I rolled my eyes at her.
WHAP! She slapped me so hard that if I wasn’t tied to the bed, I would have flipped out of it. I didn’t cry or frown at her. I simply stared at her and thought of ways that I would kill her, once I got out of here. I heard vehicles pulling up before the lady put a towel over my mouth and nose. Knowing she was trying to knock me out, I held my breath and relaxed my shoulders. I heard the door open and then close.
A few minutes later, the door opened again. I heard footsteps getting closer before I was slapped in the face. It took everything in me not to let them know I was awake. I allowed my body to stay hung over in the direction I was slapped before I felt Steve’s large hands position me the way I was. “Why’d you slap her?” I heard the voice I recognized as the cabbie that abducted me say.
“To make sure she wasn’t awake. So, you saw her?” Steve asked. The cabbie didn’t respond, so I assumed he simply gave Steve a head nod.
“What happened? Why isn’t she here?” Steve asked.
“Man, you ain’t give me no picture of her. I grabbed the wrong bitch!” the cabbie replied
“Michelle, watch out!” Tiffany yelled, bringing me back to our current moment. We were heading straight for another car. I jerked the steering wheel back just in time. “Want me to drive?” Tiffany asked.
“I’m good,” I replied calmly. I desperately needed to calm down before the voice came back. I absolutely refuse to take anymore medicine since I’ve done so well all of these years without it.
The rest of the trip to Tiffany’s house was a quiet one with both of us lost in thought. After I dropped her off, I went home to set my plan in motion.
Armani
Somehow I had broken free of this prison and found my way back home. Tamia was the first person I called and as soon as I saw her, I knocked her out. I got my crazy sponsor, Vincent, to help bring her body into the apartment and tie her up. She cried and begged for her life as I sat in a chair in front of the bed. “Why are you doing this?” Tamia asked with tears streaming down the sides of her face.
“Because your life was too easy. Because you’re the reason I got abducted! Because you’re trying to steal my sponsor! Because you don’t deserve to live!” I screamed while I punched her in the stomach with every statement I made.
“Please, let me go Mani!” she continued begging, which made me smile. Watching her in pain gave me great joy! I hopped out of the chair before going into the kitchen to get a knife. I needed her to feel everything I’d felt my entire life. Walking back into the bedroom, I grabbed her hand and attempted to cut her pinky finger off. It wasn’t as easy as it looked on TV. I had to damn near saw it off to get the whole thing off as she yelled out in pain.
“Yeah, that will take too long.” I said out loud before I stabbed her in both hands. I began to stab her over and over but she wouldn’t die. She continued to scream, even with blood spilling out of her mouth. All of sudden the screams ended, so I looked up at her face. Her eyes were wide open and looking directly at me. A slow smile spread across her face, which caused my blood to boil. I took the knife and place it at her ear, ready to slice her neck completely open.
BOOM!
The sound of the door bursting open before hitting the wall jarred me out of my dream! I looked over at the door at the woman who comes to torture me daily. I wondered what she had against me that made her come hurt me every day when Steve left. As I watched her walk closer in the room and shut the door behind her, I wondered what she had in store for me today. She sat next to me on the bed and I could feel her staring at me, although I couldn’t see her eyes. “Do you know me lady?” I asked as I looked directly at her. She didn’t move a muscle. “Did I do something to you?” I asked and again, she didn’t move a muscle. Sighing heavily, I rolled my eyes at her.
WHAP! She slapped me so hard that if I wasn’t tied to the bed, I would have flipped out of it. I didn’t cry or frown at her. I simply stared at her and thought of ways that I would kill her, once I got out of here. I heard vehicles pulling up before the lady put a towel over my mouth and nose. Knowing she was trying to knock me out, I held my breath and relaxed my shoulders. I heard the door open and then close.
A few minutes later, the door opened again. I heard footsteps getting closer before I was slapped in the face. It took everything in me not to let them know I was awake. I allowed my body to stay hung over in the direction I was slapped before I felt Steve’s large hands position me the way I was. “Why’d you slap her?” I heard the voice I recognized as the cabbie that abducted me say.
“To make sure she wasn’t awake. So, you saw her?” Steve asked. The cabbie didn’t respond, so I assumed he simply gave Steve a head nod.
“What happened? Why isn’t she here?” Steve asked.
“Man, you ain’t give me no picture of her. I grabbed the wrong bitch!” the cabbie replied
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