[A/N Sorry I've been gone for a longgg time. But at least I've improved my writing]
Reginae and Breaunna began to shiver with fear as the, now, angry thirty year old man began to walk toward them. They had enough time to run, yet the deep, dark look in the balding man's eyes basically screamed NOT A GOOD FREAKIN' IDEA. Slowly, but surely, he approached the two girls and crouched to their level because for some reason they were still bundled up on the floor, frozen in shock and disgust. Meanwhile, the small toddler he was having his way with had crawled into a corner, pulling her knees to her chest. Her big, wide eyes were empty pools of torment as she rocked back and forth, blood on her skinny thighs.
"Last time I checked, you two were tied up." The man's rough voice had said. The dim light had shown his features. He was a balding italian man with a dirty, jet black beard that reached his neck. His deep hazel eyes were darkening by the second. His wild eyebrows enhanced his sinister look that he had going. "Answer me!" He growled, growing angrier by their silence.
Reginae's mouth quivered as she spoke, "W-we seen the door open and we j-just. We thought that- We didn't know-"
"Basically we didn't know their would be an old guy banging a little girl like the pedophile he is." Breaunna had said, in a hurry to get to her feet. The man was fairly taller than her, not making her much of a threat. But she remembers the pocket knife in her bra and she knows exactly what to do with it.
"It's none of your business what I do." He growled. Reginae made a mental note of him possibly becoming the hulk at any time judging the way he continued growling. Even when he breathed, he growled.
"Well, you are the one who kidnapped us."
"No. I'm not. You were brought in by some asian person. I didn't bring you here, nor do I care about how you got here." His thick italian accent more noticeable.
"We'll deal with her later. Right now, I just want to know why we're here."
"And where exactly are we?" Nae butted in, recieving a glare from Breaunna.
"I won't tell you where we are. . but you were sold into an underground slavery institution. This," he gestured to the entire building,"is where we keep our slaves."
---Bahja almost chewed off he entire nail as she paced around her livingroom floor, a nervous wreck basically.
"What do we do?" Lourdes had said.
"We need to find Asia." Niq had said, getting her aggressiveness from some unknown source.
"And then what? 'Yeah, Asia? Hi, you stole our friends and have possibly put their lives in danger. Can we have them back?'", Bahja rolled her eyes, "The world doesn't work like that."
"Well, what else are we supposed to do? Just stay here and hope they appear out of thin air?"
"No, but we also can't approach her so easily. If the girl can get away with kidnapping two people, who knows what else she's capable of." Lourdes reasoned.
"I still say we do something." Niq pushed.
"NIQ! I am NOT walking into my own casket because your ANXIOUS ASS is 'tryna be violent. Just chill for a sec!" Bahja screamed, tears threatening to fall. She then stormed upstairs and the room fell silent.
"Ugh!" Niq groaned before getting off the couch, slamming the door once she was outside of the house, leaving Lourdes alone in the living room by herself.
Or so she thought..
Meanwhile, upstairs Bahja was having a mental break down. Her head was pounding from the amount of tears she shed and her body was weak from the amount of liquid she had lost. She felt so out of place, in danger, and helpless. It was as if her world was crumbling.
Nique had pounded her head into the firm steering wheel, tearms spurting from her eyes. For once in her life she wanted to take charge in her life. For the safety of her life as well as others. She just wanted to know she was safe again, but how would she know that if everybody around her were just sitting looking pretty? She had to do something.
And she knew just how to do it.
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