Cathie POV:
Where in the fuck am I'm. I was saying in my head all I knew was I had got knocked in my head. Everything was black after that. When I fully worked up I was tied to a bed in a dark room. I heard moaning in the next room then I knew where I was. I wanted to scream, how many people touched me omg I could have aids. Omg I can't deal I need to get out of here. I heard someone come into the room. "hey beautiful", as he unbuckled his pants. "Ok first I'm going to say this once. Leave before you die and if you don't die I will make sure you die after I get out of here", I said pissed off. He came up to me and slap the shit out my face. I screamed, " you hit like a bitch you fucking retard". He soon choked me and when he thought he killed me I rapped my legs around his head and snapped his neck. Thank god he was one of the guards. I grabbed the keys with my foot and stretched them to my hand. This is when I say thank you Jesus for my mom putting me in gymnastics. I undid the locks on me got his gun. Fuck back up I need to get out of here got his phone and typed the location on my message on Facebook to Preston. He read it in no time thank god. He sent his number for me to call.
Preston: (crying) bitch you ok we on our way.
Me: nigga get yourself together its game time I'm not playing I think they were selling me I don't know how many people as fucked me so shit got real what day is it.
Preston: bitch you been missing for four weeks it a Monday. Your drugs must have fully wore off thank god they did we really been looking for you.
Me: I know but I got to go Preston I hear someone coming.... omfg Preston its him (I whispered in the phone) you fucking moms ex is here should I hide or kill him.
Preston: hide he's mine.
Me: ok I'm out hurry up bro love you.
Preston: love you to buga boo
Preston POV:
My bitch was a baddie. Damn she could handle her self really if she knew how to use a gun. But it was time to get her back we pulled up to the trap house it was three stories with a basement we had nine SUV pulled up. They were all black. When we got out five teams went in. My team and I went around the back to get into the basement were Cathie was. (How I know this. My dad lol he has the blue prints to every trap house lol). As I opened the basement door all I heard was a big bang sound like a shotgun. It hit one of my guys right in the chest. Told that motherfucker to wear a bulletproof vest. I saw were it came from aimed. (BANG) right between the eye. "CLEAR", I said running in taking out two more men. For the most part we cleared the whole basement out no sign of my moms ex or cathie I called her. It went straight to voice mail. She texted.
Cathie: I'm in the last room y'all are so close he still in here he's waiting on y'all.
Me: What are you talking bout. There are no more rooms like thats it.
Then I remembered in one of the rooms it had a closet but none of the other rooms had that.
Cathie: NIGGA YOU BETTER LOOK HARDER IF I GET FUCKED ONE MORE TIME IMA KILL YOU AND EVERYONE THAT FUCKED ME.
ME: BITCH HERE I AM
I kicked the door down they started firing. One bullet hit my shoulder but I shook it off. I started firing hit the two men in the head and shooting the gun out of my mom ex-boyfriend. "Tony, Logan tie him up he is going back with us", I said smiling pistol whipping him witched knocked him out. Cathie came out and ran to me crying saying she loves me. And why she always has to be the one that this happens to. It was a time this happened to her but it didn't happen like this. She was missing for eight months and she was messed up after that she had to get help. But I'm going to save that story for another time. So as we headed out the clean up team came up after us. The neighborhood was under our control. So everyone knew if the cops were called we would know who did it and the family would be killed. Within hours the trap house was back to what it was doing with new sellers, new women to make our money, and new dealers. As we headed back I had this evil smile on my face the whole time. I was ready for this biggest treat yet and I will make sure I'm going to love it.

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