Bigger Than Most

Chapter 41💙

Ranae

       "Ayo shordy!" Someone called out, making me jump as my heart dropped.

A big boned man was standing near what I'm guessing is his all black Range Rover across the street, glaring at me. He was was tall with a fade, dressed in a black hoodie, grey sweats and timberlands.

I froze in place as I stared at him in fear. He made his way over to me and I couldn't move. My feet was glued to the pavement. Tears burned my eyes as I watched him come closer and closer.
       "Who you looking for?" He asked, scanning me head to toe.

I stay quiet, still stuck in fear as I looked up at him. He was a about twelve feet away with his hands behind his back.

       "You deaf? Who the fuck you looking for? Why you standing here?" He asked again, frowning, growing impatient.

       "I-I'm I..um....looking for Ghost—"

I felt something touching the side of my stomach, making me look and my souls vanished from my body.
     "You scream, I shoot." This man said staring at me. He was a little bit taller than me with dreads, a dark long sleeve, jeans, and black are forces.

Feeling the barrel of the gun against my stomach made the tears fall silently. I begin wishing I never left my grandparents.

I should've stayed put like my dad said. Why did I decided to pull up like a crazy ex?

       "Move." He said and I reluctantly moved slowly towards their car as they followed behind me.

     "Niggas sending they bitches to do they dirty work. Shit crazy." One of them said and I was too scared to try to understand what he meant.

We made it to the car and my eyes was covered with a cloth and I swiped it away, stepping away but was grabbed by arm aggressively. "Bitch don't move!" the one with the dreads spat and I flinch, standing still.

Once blindfolded, I hear the door open and I was shoved in. I adjusted myself as I felt both of them hopped in and started up the car, driving off.

The tears was in full effect now as I was being driving to god knows where with these men. What if these the men after my dad? Maybe Anthony? Lord please spare me.

          "Hit G up, let'em know we got a problem." One of the say.

Who is G? G as in ghost?

"I was looking for Ghost." I cried silently.

        "Yeah I know. You gone get delt wit." One of them said.

It felt like forever before I felt the car stop and engine turn off. I hear they car doors open and movement of them hopping out. I felt the door open on my side and I was grabbed by my arm, pulling me out.

I stumbled a bit as I was being escorted to wherever they took me. I felt the presence of the place as I entered it and the smell wasn't bad but it wasn't good. The floors felt like hard wood underneath my feet. I heard them open a door and I was lightly shoved in and was forced on a couch.

My blind fold was snatched off and my eyes blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the light. I noticed I was in a empty room with just this couch and a steel stool in the corner. The dread head snatched my bag away from me with my phone, making me flinch.
The idea of calling the police or my dad was out the window.

The men walked out, closing the door behind them, leaving me alone. I silently cried, praying hard. I wanted nothing more than to appear back in my room right now.