𝗣𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗨𝗜𝗧

𝐈𝐈

      「 EAST SIDE; CHICAGO, IL 」︎
 
   Cashmeré been yelling &' crying making Kanaji mad , " Girl shut up, please?", Naji said earning a mug .

" You must planned this shit ? 'Cause why you so calm .", Cashmeré spoke .

" don't get buck girl , &' Ian plan shit. I'm just saying you not helping nothing, miss mamas." She said pulling her arms out the rope .

She crossed her legs &' tapped her foot waiting for somebody to come in the room .

" Kanaji , I know you fucking lyin'.", Cashmeré said looking at Kanaji as she was free .

" Whatt ? My wrist was hurting , &' we've been in this damn room for 2 days now. My private &' stuff probably smells..", Kanaji said .

But Cashmeré didn't laugh , " KANAJI LET ME OUT THESE DAMN ROPE— shhhh , dummy!" She spoke getting up helping cashmeré .

" come on girl , it's a window right there.", Cashmeré whispered .

A chuckle was heard making Kanaji groan , " I know I'm fine , but shit. Let me go , this ain't no damn Jigsaw or The black phone.", She said.

They laughed again coming out the dark .

" the face don't match the laugh ..", Cashmeré said tilting her head .

" ainnit.", Kanaji spoke .

" Yo' body don't match yo' face." He spoke .

" On swerve, her ass built like a suitcase. Big back ass." Another one said making the rest laugh .

Kanaji coughed to cover up her laugh , " Nah you wrong." He said laughing .

" I'm not ya'll friend , why would y'all take us ?", Kanaji said .

" mane sit yo' big ass down , know yo' box built ass can't fit through that window.", One said.

" Y'all steady tryna make jokes , but don't even look good.", Kanaji said .

" Ian gon' make a joke about you." He said.

" actually I am , with yo' strong chin ass." He said making them laugh .

" Ight bro , I'm ready to go home. I don't even know y'all &' I'm hungry ." She said .

Cashmeré nodded her head , agreeing .

They whispered before nodding .

" We finna sell y'all .." one said .

They smacked they lips , " Nigga it wasn't negotiable with these hoes ." One said.

" not in my 20 years , was I sold. Nigga i just found out my friend sold pussy , tuh. Y'all ain't SELLING me ." Kanaji sat down in the chair .
" so what's the next option ?" She said .

" You bold, shorty ." One spoke . " Thank you ?" She said .

" Next option is to kill you ." He said moving in front of her  . " welp , I guess imma die." She shrugged .

" You rather die , than be sold ? What type of mindset." Another one spoke .

Kanaji tilted her head at their tattoos , but one stood out to her . " I know you .." She pointed .

He pointed to his self and she nodded . " You be liking all my damn post on instagram &' tiktok." She spoke .

He waved her off , " What's my thing then ?" He said .

" hol on , whole time we making jokes. How you get out that chair ?" Another said . Making everybody look at Kanaji then cashmeré who steady tried to get out the window .

They stayed quiet , the one infront of Kanaji shot at her making her scream &' duck .

" Oh my God!" She cried . They laughed and walked away . Cashmeré actually got out the window .

" This hoe left me ?", Kanaji said in disbelief .

" mane , get this fat ass hoe." One said while the rest walked knowing she wasn't gonna get far .

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