CHAPTER 12. Q To The Rescue

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"Trina your my beautiful little girl. Your gonna be something someday." My mothers words kept repeating over and over. My body felt freezing cold and bruised. "Ma'am ? Ma'am can you hear me?" I contentiously heard. "I'm alive?!" I was laying on my living room floor naked. My house was trashed. "Ma'am your door was wide open and I saw your body. Are you okay? Do you need me to call the police?" The old lady asked. "No I'm fine. Thank you anyway." I knew calling the police wouldn't do anything for me. I assured. The lady went on her way. 

Then I finally showed my fear. I closed the door behind her. I ran to my full length mirror to look at the damage on my body. My eye was black my body looked purple. I felt  pain every where. He had to drag me around the house 17 times to do this type of damage. My thighs were purple , my necks was changing the same color. Glass and blood was all in the bathroom. I stepped around the glass and opened the medicine cabinet. I pulled out a bottle of pain killers and took 3. "I need to get out of here." I said to myself. I searched high and low for my cell phone.

 But it didn't come up. Malachi cut my house phone lines last night. I grabbed my robe & went to a payphone in the building. I sat on the cold floor waiting for Q to pick up. "Yooo Who this" Q said through the receiver. "Please come get me!! i need you!" "What the fuck is going on?! Where are you?" Q shouted. "I i dont know what happen." i cried out. "B tell me where you at!?"Q asked again. "Im at my apartment." "Sit tight daddy coming."  I hung up the phone and walked back to my destroyed apartment. I waited for him and he finally arrived. 

Q already have a key to my apartment so he came busting in. It startled me at first. Now it was the best feeling ever. I jumped in his arms I didn't care how much it hurt my body. Q squeezed me tightly. i just burst into tears. "What's going on? What the fuck happen to yo crib?" I didn't respond I just looked down. "B tell me what the fuck happen." Q held my face up and dropped it back down. i opened my robe so he could see the full complete damage that was done to me. "Who did this to you?! How did they get in!?" "It was that nigga from across town. He said if i didnt come to him he would come get me. he broke in and he cut my phone lines and I just couldn't get away." Q shook his head in frustration. "Where was your damn gun!?" "He took it." "Get your stuff so we can get the hell out of here."  I packed most of my things in a matter of minutes. Q finally came to rescue me from this crazy nightmare. Now he'll understand I never wanted Malachi. I hope Q find him and blow his brains the fuck out.

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