"You got that bitch yet?"
He asked. I looked down at my shoes and sighed, annoyed. "I got her."
I heard shuffling on the other end of the phone. "Take her to the warehouse. Tie her up, and wait for me. Don't do shit till I get there, alright?" I rolled my eyes. "Okay."
I hung up the phone and got into the front seat of the car. The female next to me was breathing heavily, still unconscious. I slapped her a few times until she came to.
"Wake up. We needa talk." Her eyes were slowly opening. Her face quickly changed when she noticed her surrounding, indicating she was beginning to panic. "Where am I?!" She asked, looking down at her bound hands. "In my car." I replied flatly. She looked at me in confused horror.
She started fidgeting, attempting to escape. I stared at her blankly. She wasn't going anywhere. "You done yet?" I asked. She looked at me and scowled. "Fuck you! Let me out." She began screaming as if someone could hear her. I just shook my head. "You think I would leave you without tape on your mouth if screaming would work? No one can hear you." She continued screaming anyway.
Eventually I couldn't take it anymore. I got out of the car and came around in her side pulling her out. She fought back and struggled, but it wasn't any use. "What do you want from me!?" "If you would shut the fuck up for ten seconds I would tell you." I pushed her against the car. She looked at me with tears in her eyes that phased me none, and quieted down. "Thanks you." I said finally.
I knelt down beside her and looked her up and down for a second. I assume she would be really pretty if her clothes weren't all torn and her makeup wasn't running. "What do you want?" She asked through tears noticing me staring. "You Guadalupe friend." "No." "I wasn't asking." "We not friends. I don't even know who your talking about." I sighed and put my head in my hands. I really don't feel like playing games. "The sooner you talk the easier this will be." "Your just going to kill me." I rolled my eyes. "Stop fucking assuming shit." "Your just going to kill me!" She repeated, yelling. I pulled my gun out and aimed at her head. Bitch gone learn to cooperate.
She tensed up real quick.
"Now, as I was saying. You Guadalupe friend, and don't give me that no shit 'cause I know you are, so you are here to answer some questions mama." "Questions?" "That's what the fuck I said." I stood up from me position and walked back around the car and got in. I opened the passenger seat so she could at-least hang on the side. "Where are we?" I heard her mumble. "Under a dock. We needa leave though." I sat in the front seat and pulled out a blunt, lighting it. "Where are we going?" "Somewhere." She didn't reply.
After about ten minutes I got out of the car and and around to the passenger side to lift her in. She was starting to doze off. "Wake the fuck up." I said calmly. She looked up at me and frowned.
I shoved her into the passenger seat and got into mine starting up the car. I began getting a phone call.
"Where the fuck you at man?" He said, yelling through the phone. I sighed. "I'm almost there." "You should've been here. I told your ass to have her tied up." "She is tied up!" "At the fucking warehouse!" "Man I'll be there." I said, hanging up. Boss man or not, he's my little brother. I'll only tolerate so much mouth.
Twenty minutes up the road I approached a big white building that displayed District Airs across the front. I drove around back to two metal doors. "I'm here." I spoke into the speaker. The doors slowly opened and I drove in.
"About fucking time." My brother said, walking up to the passenger of my car. The girl began looking around at all the goons and my brother. "Let's go." My brother said, pulling her by her arms and dragging her onto the ground. "Ouch!" She yelled, jerking away from him. "Shut the fuck up!" He said, back handing her for being disrespectful.
My brother Dravaughn was a bit more hostile than I. He didn't take shit from anyone, male or female, and wouldn't hesitate to put them in they place. Standing two inches shorter than me and still carrying a baby face, most would over look him. That's everybody's first mistake.
Dravaughn grabbed her by her hair and began pulling her to a nearby pole. She began kicking and screaming. I tended up, knowing loud bitches was one of my brothers biggest hates.
He slung her against the pole making her hit her head, then stomped her in the stomach causing her to throw up. I winced, feeling kinda sorry for her. The only reason she's in this mess is because of mutual relations.
Dravaughn held her neck and put his strap to her face. "Now you gone sit here and keep ya fucking mouth shut. You don't talk unless spoken too. Ight?" She said nothing. He shoved the barrel of the strap down her throat causing her to gag. "Ight?" He asked, this time more demanding. She nodded, eyes once again watering.
Dravaughn got up and gave orders to a couple soldiers, then walked over to me. "Next time I tell your ass the be somewhere, you be there when I fucking say, ight?" I waved him off. "Calm the fuck down. I got her here." He shook his head at me and turned me away from the girl. "All I need is to get the bitch to tell me what she know about this little Mexican bitch. She's been taking out my men, and I don't like that." I nodded. "Yea I know."
He turned towards the girl, and pulled out his strap aiming right above her head. He let out two shots, barely missing causing her to scream. "Ight, Ima need your full attention. Cooperate and this will be easy.
Where's Guadalupe?"
