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- 𝐩 𝐫 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐮 𝐞 -

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- 𝐩 𝐫 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐮 𝐞 -

𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐒 burn as I force myself to run. Don't think. Don't think. Don't think. Just run. I force myself to think, to do anything but think of what I left behind.

"Come here, little girl." He spreads his legs wider giving me the hint he wants me in between his legs. I look to my dad who's giving me a glare saying 'do not mess this up' so I do what he says. "You have a very nice body for a 14 year old, no?" The man says, he's Spanish accent very strong it's almost hard to know what he's saying.

"You want her?" My father asks with a smirk on his face. "Si la quieres, la tienes. Solo dame mi dinero./ If you want her, you have her. Just give me my money."

I shake my head trying to get rid of the thoughts yet my body betrays me as a lone tear slides down my face.

Why? It's the only question I have.

Shaking my head again, I take in my surroundings as I run past the woods that once surrounded the place I lived. My own personal hell.

It will take them about 7 minutes to figure out I'm gone, so I head west, dodging the trees. A couple minutes later I here a siren and I can't help but smile realizing it sounds far away.

I'm free. I'm finally free.

Not yet Aaliyah, he will probably send his best.

Too bad I know how he trains his men.

Taking in my surroundings again I can see some of his men running, catching up to me.

Shit.

Run, Aaliyah, just run.

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