Aleyah: a-lay-uh.
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When men assigned under the mafia are sent out to retrieve a well overdue debt and a missing shipment from a raging alcoholic and drug addict they are surprised to find what he keeps...
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I wash my face again and take a few deep breaths before getting dressed in the clothes Dani gave me. The joggers were very loose meaning I had to fold them over and try to tie the strings, and the hoodie is big too but comfortably swallows my body.
Stepping out of the bathroom after I unlocked the door I try to find something to do. If I were at home I would be cleaning but there's nothing to clean in this room other than pulling the bed straight.
I make the bed and tuck the sheets in perfectly. I finish seconds before there is a gentle knock on the door and it slowly opens. I hold my breath as whip around to see the boss, who's name I have forgotten, enter the room holding something in his hands.
"Hi again, just me," he says as he steps closer and waiting for a reaction, "I've come to help you with that." He says pointing to the tube.
I furrow my eyebrows and step back. What is he going to do?
"Don't worry it won't hurt, I'm sure you won't feel anything. This connects to that end of the tube and I push some of this liquid down it." He explains what's going to happen however I'm still wary.
I slowly nod my head allowing him to come closer to me. "Sit in the bed, it's comfortable." He tells me and I comply reluctantly. It feels weird to sit in this squishy surface. I watch as the man shakes the bottle and opens it before using something that collects the liquid. He empty's the bottle before putting it in the table.
He picks up another tube which is empty before coming closer to me. "Look this bit," he says picking up the tube from behind my ear, "connects to this part of the syringe." He connects the two together. "I have to check that the tube is in your stomach before I can give you this alright?" I nod.
He draws back the inside of the syringe and some fluid comes out of the tube. I look at him in panic but he reassures me. "It's normal, just the fluid I need to test."
He pulls out a weird paper thing and drops some of the liquid onto it and waits. "PH is 4, perfect. That means I can give you this now, you ready?"
I nod and he connects the other syringe to the tube and slowly pushes the substance through. Everything is going fine until I feel full up. I don't know how to tell him, I can speak.
The pressure of the liquid building up inside my stomach allows me to know if about to throw up. As if he can sense my panic he pulls away slightly and stops pushing the syringe.
"Are you okay?" I shake my head frantically theming to catch the breath that has left my lungs. "Alright," he says "here calm down."
Whilst saying this be pushed loose strands of hair out of my face. I'm sure he meant no harm but the contact of his skin on my face buried the panic deeper into my mind. I shoot up from the bed backing away into the corner of the room. I can hear him talking to me but my mind can't register anything other than the fact that I need to throw up.
