⚠⛔Extremely Gory and Detailed Torture Scene Depicted:
TRIGGER WARNING!⛔⚠Omniscient POV
Lyric steps outside having finished her last final of her undergraduate studies. In a week's time she will officially have her dual bachelor's degrees. A proud smile displayed on her face. Her mood dampens as she looks down to see Olivia Marks name appear on her phone screen. She's ignored their calls since handing them the letter two nights ago. Her mind and focus targeted on finishing her impending task. She calls Kyst quickly.
"Hey, Killa. I'm heading over now. Ok, bet. Love you too."
Arriving in Jersey at what appears to be an abandoned warehouse, Lyric gets out of her jeep, when she sees Killa's car.
"'Sup, baby?" He smiles at her and kisses her forehead. "What you wearin, mama?" He laughs.
"My scrubs. I have work to do."
"Ok, baby."
"Hey little lady." A familiar deep voice speaks behind her. Whipping around Lyric comes face to face with the last man she ever expected to see.
"What the fuck?!" It slips out her mouth before she can catch herself. "Kyst, what the fuck?!"
"Chill ma, he's good. 'Sup Pops?" Kyst daps the man up.
"Lyric, yous good mama. I'm just here as support for my future daughter."
"Pop 'Lessio, I'm sorry, but what the fuck?!"
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