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KASARI'S POV HOUSTON ,TEXAS
PLACE: HER APARTMENT A WEEK LATER 11:00am
I laid my head and snuggled into Nae who was in front me holding my waist while Dee was behind me also holding my waist. Idk how we made it work but it did.
Ever since I had been home we slept like this. Me never wanting to let go and then never wanting to let go either.
I stirred in my sleep as I began to have a nightmare
-NIGHTMARE/FLASHBACK-
"He's gonna kill me but oh well..oh fucking well" I heard my aunt Houston mumbled as she paced around the room
Yea she had kidnapped me but I felt like a little kid looking at her as if she couldn't do no wrong in my eyes.
She began to approach me, giving me a very sad smile with tears streaming down her face. I tried my best not to break into tears.
"Okay here's the deal peanut..I'm gonna untie you and you're gonna run as fast as you can. Find somewhere to lay lo and when you get a chance call your daddy." She said as she stuffed a phone in my pocket before cutting the ties off my wrist.
"W-where are you gonna be??" I asked as I began to tremble
"Dwb me. I'll find a way out but you go." She said
Just as she went to open the door there stood HIM. Him being Shylo Arman Hunts. My grandfather.
"Going somewhere?" He asked as he pulled out his gun
"NO NO NO PLEASE" I SCREAMED
Just as he pulled the trigger I stood there waiting for what was gonna happen next. I heard the gun go off but it was like I was frozen.
Once I was knocked back into reality I realized the bastard who was my grandfather was gone. I dropped to the ground as I saw my aunt's lifeless body.
I started sobbing and screaming.
-THE END-
"Mama wake up! It's okay we're here" I heard a voice say as I was shook
I jerked up and started hyperventilating as I couldn't breathe anymore.
"Breathe baby breathe" Dee said as she rubbed my back
"Fuck where's her asthma pump" Nae mumbled to herself as she dug through my nightstand
About a few more minutes of digging she found it and rushed over to me. I took it and brought it to my lips taking it in.
Why out of all people was my life so damn complicated?
Thoughts??
So Houston wasn't the bad guy at all. How yall feel about that?? Start counting down. Also drop title ideas for the trilogy!!
