always picked up her phone. Maybe I’m bugging. Kim thought to herself. But something didn’t feel right.
“Hello,” Tatum answered half sleep.
“Tay, you heard from Sash?” Kim asked.
She heard a male voice in the background.
“Ooh Tay, where you at bitch?” Kim asked just knowing her girl was at Ree’s getting broke off.
“Shut up Kim. Nah, I aint heard from her since earlier, why?”
“Cause she aint picking up her phone, and I know she was hot when I told her about Chaunc being at the motel with Tasha.”
“Well, maybe she went to talk to him about it, or maybe she don’t wanna be bothered right now, like me,” Tatum quipped.
“Whatever. Tay, tell me the truth, how was it?”
Tatum let out a loud sigh, Ree was lying next to her and she needed to get back into his muscular, tattooed arms pronto.
“Bye Kim.”
“Wait! You fucked him right? He got a big dick? He looks like he got a big dick too,” Kim squealed, getting excited.
“Bye Kim,” Tatum repeated, ready to hang up.
“Alright girl, tell Ree I said hi. Girl you better had did ya thing, CBP!” (Come back pussy, Kim’s self made gang.) Then she hung up.
Kim then dialed Neli and asked her if she heard from Sasha. Neli responded by saying that Sasha was the last person she wanted to hear from and then she hung up.
Kim wondered what the hell her problem was.
Kim knew she had one more option. She picked up the phone and went to her phone list under C. She took a deep breath.
Finding the right number, she hit call, listened to the rings, and waited for Chauncey to answer.
When Sasha regained consciousness she was tied to a chair in her dining room looking down the barrel of a gun. She went to scream but her sounds were muffled by the cloth tied around her mouth. The two men began to come into focus. She began to scream through her cloth again, going crazy trying to wiggle free.
“Bitch shut the fuck up before I split ya fucking wig!” One of the men screamed and Sasha stopped immediately.
“Where’s the money?” The other guy asked, pressing the cold metal to her forehead. Sasha began to cry.
“Bitch where the fucking money at?”
This time he hit her with the 9 millimeter. She cried out in agony.
“Yo Rico, her mouth is gagged,” the ugly one with the scar said.
“Nigga don’t be saying my name! Now we gotta kill the bitch.” Sasha’s eyes widened in fear.
The ugly one looked down at Sasha’s breasts, he liked her. “Nah we don’t gotta kill her. Listen, just tell us where ya man keeps the money baby, and we won’t hurt you.”
Sasha took a deep breath and began to talk but of course they couldn’t make out what she was saying because of the cloth. Stupid mothafuckas, got my mouth gagged and asking me questions. Chauncey gonna kill they asses when he find this shit out .
Then it hit her that Chauncey wouldn’t be walking through that door to save her, nobody would.
I’m going to die here and no one’s going to save me. Not mommy, not daddy, not Chauncey, not Tatum.
Sasha began going crazy again, trying to scream through her cloth.
“Shut up!” They both screamed at her, but she kept yelping through the cloth hoping someone would hear her. Whack! There was that pain, and then everything went black again.
“Who dis?”
“Chauncey, it’s me Kim.”
Kim figured Chauncey would curse her out for telling Sash that she saw him at the motel. She knew Chauncey didn’t really care for her anyway.
“What up?” He asked emotionless.
He obviously had no clue about what she had said; he was just wondering why Kim was calling him.
“Listen Chaunc, did Sasha call you?”
Chauncey sat quiet for a minute. He was hoping Sasha hadn’t found out about him and Neli.
“Nah I aint hear from Sash, why, should I be hearing from Sash?” He asked, curiously.
“Nah, it’s just that she was upset earlier and I can’t find her. She aint answering her phones and nobody has heard from her.”
Chauncey
“Hello,” Tatum answered half sleep.
“Tay, you heard from Sash?” Kim asked.
She heard a male voice in the background.
“Ooh Tay, where you at bitch?” Kim asked just knowing her girl was at Ree’s getting broke off.
“Shut up Kim. Nah, I aint heard from her since earlier, why?”
“Cause she aint picking up her phone, and I know she was hot when I told her about Chaunc being at the motel with Tasha.”
“Well, maybe she went to talk to him about it, or maybe she don’t wanna be bothered right now, like me,” Tatum quipped.
“Whatever. Tay, tell me the truth, how was it?”
Tatum let out a loud sigh, Ree was lying next to her and she needed to get back into his muscular, tattooed arms pronto.
“Bye Kim.”
“Wait! You fucked him right? He got a big dick? He looks like he got a big dick too,” Kim squealed, getting excited.
“Bye Kim,” Tatum repeated, ready to hang up.
“Alright girl, tell Ree I said hi. Girl you better had did ya thing, CBP!” (Come back pussy, Kim’s self made gang.) Then she hung up.
Kim then dialed Neli and asked her if she heard from Sasha. Neli responded by saying that Sasha was the last person she wanted to hear from and then she hung up.
Kim wondered what the hell her problem was.
Kim knew she had one more option. She picked up the phone and went to her phone list under C. She took a deep breath.
Finding the right number, she hit call, listened to the rings, and waited for Chauncey to answer.
When Sasha regained consciousness she was tied to a chair in her dining room looking down the barrel of a gun. She went to scream but her sounds were muffled by the cloth tied around her mouth. The two men began to come into focus. She began to scream through her cloth again, going crazy trying to wiggle free.
“Bitch shut the fuck up before I split ya fucking wig!” One of the men screamed and Sasha stopped immediately.
“Where’s the money?” The other guy asked, pressing the cold metal to her forehead. Sasha began to cry.
“Bitch where the fucking money at?”
This time he hit her with the 9 millimeter. She cried out in agony.
“Yo Rico, her mouth is gagged,” the ugly one with the scar said.
“Nigga don’t be saying my name! Now we gotta kill the bitch.” Sasha’s eyes widened in fear.
The ugly one looked down at Sasha’s breasts, he liked her. “Nah we don’t gotta kill her. Listen, just tell us where ya man keeps the money baby, and we won’t hurt you.”
Sasha took a deep breath and began to talk but of course they couldn’t make out what she was saying because of the cloth. Stupid mothafuckas, got my mouth gagged and asking me questions. Chauncey gonna kill they asses when he find this shit out .
Then it hit her that Chauncey wouldn’t be walking through that door to save her, nobody would.
I’m going to die here and no one’s going to save me. Not mommy, not daddy, not Chauncey, not Tatum.
Sasha began going crazy again, trying to scream through her cloth.
“Shut up!” They both screamed at her, but she kept yelping through the cloth hoping someone would hear her. Whack! There was that pain, and then everything went black again.
“Who dis?”
“Chauncey, it’s me Kim.”
Kim figured Chauncey would curse her out for telling Sash that she saw him at the motel. She knew Chauncey didn’t really care for her anyway.
“What up?” He asked emotionless.
He obviously had no clue about what she had said; he was just wondering why Kim was calling him.
“Listen Chaunc, did Sasha call you?”
Chauncey sat quiet for a minute. He was hoping Sasha hadn’t found out about him and Neli.
“Nah I aint hear from Sash, why, should I be hearing from Sash?” He asked, curiously.
“Nah, it’s just that she was upset earlier and I can’t find her. She aint answering her phones and nobody has heard from her.”
Chauncey
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