𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐔𝐒

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐎𝐧𝐞

𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐆𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧-𝐅𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐬 || 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐨
𝐃𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬,𝐓𝐗
𝐉𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝟏𝟕,𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏

I glared at Tyler, as he smiled in my face, after he got done doing somethings that will remain unsaid, to me.

But Ian gon let that break me.

" Damn...yo pussy even better than I remember, to bad I like dick now." He smirked and I looked at him is disgust.

" W-what do you want from me?" I asked, with some blood slightly spilling out my mouth.

" Yo niggas." He shrugged, and I busted out laughing.

" My niggas? Baby, you aint never gon get them." I laughed.

He glared at me, before uppercutting me causing my head to go back.

" Still punch like a bitch I see." I smiled, showcasing my bloody teeth. 

I was tied up to a chair, so I couldn't even defend myself.

Sounds like a pussy to me.

Fuck you got me tied up to a chair fa if you can fight?

He punched me a couple of more times, two of them barely even connecting.

I groaned, as my head started to pound and ache.

He wrapped his hair around his hand, and pulled me head back to look up at him, making me wince.

This nigga ugly as fuck...what the hell was I thinking?

" Listen here you litte bitch, I will fuckin kill you." He grinded his teeth together.

" Then do it." I shrugged.

" What?"

" Kill me....if you aint pussy, snd you want my niggas, you can have to kill me." I shrugged.

" No, not just yet, I need you for bait." He let me go, roughly.

" Pussy." I giggled.

He glared at me, before pulling out a gun, and shooting my shoulder.

" Ah shit." I groaned, throwing my head back in pain.

" I-I said kill me, not shoot my fuckin shoulder." I spoke through gritted teeth.

He didn't even shoot me correctly, cause half of the bullet was still sticking out my arm.

" So that mean you still pussy." I painfully chuckled.

He walked over to me, and hit me the butt of the gun.

" mm." I groaned, feeling the blood run from my forehead to my eye, causing me to quickly closing it before it could get in it.