(he does his thang {thuh-Ang} and takes a sniff of cocaine, he sprays air freshener and cuts on the radio) Zoey "where's my money?" Rolex " I don't got nothing for you, know what get the hell out." Zoey "I'M NOT LEAVING WITHOUT MY MONEY" Rolex " Well what you gon do call the police? You're a prostitute they will arrest you as soon as they come in, you ain't on nothin" zoey "You gon be sorry for not paying me" Rolex "what you just say to me?" (He grabbed her by the neck and forces her to the wall, he sniffs her neck.) Zoey (coughing) "let..... Me..... Go..." (She reached in her hand bag and pulls out a flat head screwdriver, she stabs him in the side.) Rolex " you bitch" (she runs out the door and heads for the exit where she sees the old guy from the bus) old man "have any spare change?" (Zoey knocked him down and continued to run through the ally) zoey (out of breath, grabs phone from her hand bag) " Ma I need help" mother " Didn't I fucking tell you don't call me no more you are on your own, I don't want nothing to do with you. Don't bother coming home either." Male voice in background "who is that?" Mother "Charles go back to sleep is a bill collector" zoey " mom don't do this to me." (Phone goes to dial tone. Zoey cries as she leans against the wall next to her, "crack" went the pole on the side of her head)
Stay tuned in for chapter 3
