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This Story Does Contain Detailed Gore, BDSM, Public Sex, Homelessness, SA, Abuse, Domestic Abuse, Sex Trafficking, Mental Illness, And Addiction.
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Nyra Wilson
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I woke up by the sound of my phone ringing non stop, I rolled my eyes and checked who the fuck was calling me at eight in the morning.
It was my best friend , Alia. Her and I grew up together when we were 14, how did we know each other?
Many people would say by there parents or school but our story is much more different. We met at a basement, we were both sex trafficked at only 11 but met at 14.
I got sent to sex trafficking because my parents sold me to some rich fuck, we were poor and didn't have money or a job.
They convinced me to be with him, an old rich white man. I felt bad for my parents, seeing them starved and overdose on the drugs they would take.
Now, I don't feel bad for them.
In reality, they were using me to buy drugs and they didn't give a single shit about me or my older brother. For some reason, they didn't sell my brother.
My brother and I didn't want to leave a each other, I loved him. He was the only family that truly cared about me, unlike my fucking parents.
I wonder what happened to him.
"Yes?" I answered the phone, yawning loudly.
"Nyra! Turn the fucking tv on! Look what the fuck happened!" I rolled my eyes, why the fuck would I care about what happens in the news?
"Why would-"
"It's A Fucking Emergency, Nyra! For fucks sake turn It on!" I quickly grabbed the tv remote and turned it on, my heart dropped once I saw the name on the tv.
"Breaking news, yesterday evening, A prisoner named Valentin Henderson has escaped from the High Security Of Our County Jail! Police Are Currently Looking Into How He Escaped And Why After Three Years Of Being Locked Behind Bars."
Valentin Henderson.
My Fucking Crazy Ex.
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Three Years Ago
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"How much will that be?" I asked the flower women, who was selling flowers in front of our penthouse.
"Fifteen, Ma'am." I handed her a twenty dollar bill and grabbed the red roses with flowers, mixed.
"Keep the change." I said, she smiled and nodded.
I quickly fixed my long brown hair and went inside my penthouse, I was gonna surprise Valentin for our one month anniversary.
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