Twisted Treasure

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Lisa: I drove the getaway car.. He paid me big time to do it. He knew I hated her too so we helped each other out. I drove to an extent and he took her to a place where no one would ever see her again.

Michael: Who! Tell me who!

Lisa: He never gave me his name!

Michael: You're lying!

Lisa: Yeah right. I just want you though. I want us to forget about this and move on. Start a family of our own.

Michael: I'd never want to be with a woman that's so self-centered such as yourself. The only woman I need is in danger as we speak and I will always love her, not you. I've never loved you.

She turned away with her feeling hurt but then turned around grinning.

Lisa: So you want to be with your precious love?

Michael: More than anything.

Lisa: Good.. I know exactly where she's at.

Michael: Take me to her.

Lisa: Of course Michael. I'll do anything you say..

Michael: Where's your car?

Lisa: Right over there..

Michael: Cool.

Michael got in her car and Lisa locked the doors once they both got in. She drove regularly at first and then sped up.. After a while, she turned a corner and started driving like a madman into the woods and off the road. Michael began to pick her lock and he succeeded just in time to get out of the car before it crashed into a brick wall. The car broke out into flames and Michael looked at his hand.

Michael: Thank you Jesus.

He said to himself and got up. Lisa had to be dead now. Michael followed the tired tracks and ran back the street where she made her tire marks. He went into the nearest store and called LaToya.

LaToya: Hello?

Michael: LaToya, this is Michael.. Lisa.. She just started acting crazy. She knew where Suzanne was but tried to kill me and only killed herself. Protect my daughter like there's no tomorrow. Don't send her to school until I come back for her.

Michael said out of breath.

LaToya: Wait, Michael! What's going on? Tell me what's going on with you! Where are you?

Michael: Goodbye LaToya.

Michael hung up and then took off running into the woods. I was being tortured by him.. My.. My brother.. Christopher Moore.. I was laying on my bed and then he came in again. He sat in his chair and he just looked at me as I laid there.

Suesie: What do you want?

Chris: You..

I cringed.

Suesie: Be more specific.

Chris: That's what I'm trying to figure out.. What I want to do with you.. You're pregnant and I want you to be happy so I don't want to kill the baby. I want to love you but-.

Suesie: I thought you already did.. So you claim.

Chris: I do! I mean make love to you.

Suesie: I don't even know who I am anymore.

Chris: You are Suzanne. Suzanne Aaliyah Moore.

Suesie: You're wrong! I'm Suzanne Aaliyah Jackson!

Chris: Not exactly baby.

Suesie: I'm not your baby!

Chris: You're my baby sister.

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