CHAPTER 15. HELP ME

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I woke up in a dark room on a damp mattress. I was In my bra & panties. It was cold and smelled awful. I could hear the men outside of the room talking. I got up to feel around for a door knob, but sadly when I twisted the knob it was locked.
"Help Me!!!!" I screamed
The room got quiet, I assumed they heard me so I crawled back on the damp mattress. Foot steps was getting closer to the door. Then it swung open. The dim light lit up the tiny room I was locked in. A man motioned me to follow him. I got up and walked behind him with my head down.
We stopped in a room with four people sitting at the table. & Malachi was one of them. He gave me this creepy smile up and down that could have just made me puke.  "You happy to see me baby?" He pulled me into his lap. I snatched away. "Now why you acting like that?" He questioned. "Where is Q?" The whole room laughed except Malachi. "I left that nigga to die in his own spot." He answered with a straight face. I began to cry.

 I looked away from his horrible face. "Y'all give us a minute." All the men left out the room. Malachi got out of the chair and turned my face to him. "I know you not crying over that washed up ass nigga. I can treat you better." "Why can't you just let me go?" I sobbed. "Your the main person I need for my plan." I was confused for a minute. "Why me though? There are many women in Brooklyn you could have choose from." He laughed. " baby girl if it were that simple I would have been got what I wanted but you're the only one that can get to the people I need. So if you follow all of my directions I'll let you go." " I am not doing anything for you." He smiled & shook his head. " well if you don't I'll just kill you. Now go get dressed." He tossed some clothes at me and loaded his gun. "Hurry up we need to make a run."

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