𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐱•

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| 𝐌𝐈𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐑𝐄 |
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| 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍, 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐑𝐊📍|
| 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 17, 2021 |

a/n: okay i know mia hasn't had her birthday yet sooo, we just gone say she turns 20 in like 2 days :)

"Can you PLEASE shut the fuck up." I groaned.

This girl talks too much and she's too fucking annoying for me.

"Sorry. It ain't nun to do but talk anyways." She shrugged.

"I have an idea." I told her.

"What?"

"Breathe and shut up- actually, I don't care if you breathe or not." I turned back towards the door waiting for him to come in again.

"You're mean." She mumbled.

"Thanks." I smiled.

I heard shuffling from the other side of the door and got ready to hit him with this rusty hammer I found.

He opened the door and I stepped back until he was all the way in.

"How did you get ou-" I slammed the hammer to his head and I heard Kayla gasp.

He instantly fell to the ground with blood gushing out of his head.

"Is he dead?" Kayla asked.

I checked his pulse and it was still going.

"Nope." I sighed throwing the hammer down.

I had this weird urge to keep bashing his head in with the hammer so I just threw it down.

"You got a little blood on your face.." Kayla pointed out.

I shrugged and peeked out of the door seeing a nice hallway.

"They put us in this dingy ass room." I mumbled.

"Are you gone keep standing there or are you gonna come with me?" I asked since she was just standing in the middle of the room.

"Oh!" I'm convinced she's slow.

"Don't say anything." I told her before peeking out again to see if it was clear.

Once I saw it was, I opened the door wider and motioned for Kayla to come.

After walking down this long ass hallway, I saw some sort of dining area and there were men hanging out there.

"How are we gonna get through all of those people?" Kayla whispered.

"I don't know." I mumbled.

Seconds later there were gunshots and bodies dropping and I quickly ducked behind the corner.

"Get down!" I whisper-yelled yanking her down beside me.

"Damn your strong." She mumbled.

"MINK MINK MINK!" I heard after every gunshot.

"ISSA STICK UPPP! ISSA STICK UPPP!" I knew it was Malik goofy ass.

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