Chapter 34

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JANUARY 5TH, 2025
SATURDAY

Delilah's eyes slowly opened as she looked around a dark room.

She immediately sat up and her eyes sprinted to different places in the room.

It was a basement. A different one .

There was nothing in this basement except for a couch, table, and a wooden chair.

Loud banging came from upstairs making her run up the stairs fiddling with the knob.

She panicked realizing it wouldn't open at all.

Delilah couldn't scream. She'd alert them or maybe the room was sound proof again.

She walked back down the stairs and laid on the couch.

Who could've done this?


Delilah woke up in the same familiar space. A plate of eggs and waffles sat on the table.

She sat up in the chair going to the table staring down at the food.

The basement door opened and two people came down the stairs.

Delilah slowly looked up seeing two men wearing ski mask to cover their faces.

One of them came closer causing her to step back.

"Eat." The person said.

His voice was familiar.

"No" she furrowed her eyebrows.

His eyes resembled her boyfriend, Ivy.

"Iv-" Delilah was cut off by him pushing her roughly against the wall.

She groaned falling to the ground.

The other person wrapped a rope around her wrist and duct tape on her mouth.

She tried to scream or push them off but they'd only be more aggressive.

The person who tied her wrist stood her up and threw her on the couch.

She cried shutting her eyes realizing his intentions.

They grabbed her wrist and covered her eyes with something.

Her pants were roughly pulled off her.

Delilah could do nothing but cry.

JANUARY 16, 2025
THURSDAY

𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐡 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠
Blood

Judah sat down in the living room of Imani's crib

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Judah sat down in the living room of Imani's crib.

He's been crashing at his best friends house ever since he escaped.

The police were still searching but Judah kept it on the low.

"Uncle dada said to turn on the tv" Illian skipped to Judah.

"You tryna watch sum?" Judah asked taking the remote off the coffee table.

"Uhm..he said news" Illian nodded.

"His old age"Judah mugged.

The news started and the news lady came on screen.

"On tonight's news report 20 year old Delilah was kidnapped on January 4th. Investigators are putting the clues together and it all starts with the escaped prisoner.."

"On January 4th Judah Young escaped from Antal prison. Police say he broke the window then climbed out making a run to the gate. Security foogtage show that he had a episode. We'll have more information on th-"

The tv shut off.

"Wait run it back Delilah kidnapped?" Imani asked curiously.

"Dats what it said innit?"

"Nigga so you not finna save yo queen?" Imani asked playfully.

"The only queen I know is my mama." Judah looked up at the ceiling.

Imani mugged him, "you got dementia?"

"So like..what you finna do?"

"sleep." Judah stood up pulling his pants up a bit.

"Why we acting like youn care?"

"I don't."

You do.

"Yes."

"No."



Judah, Imani and Illian sat down the street of a dark neighborhood.

"I'ma go inside just stay alerted" Judah said and hid his gun inside his waistband.

"Aight, safety " Imani dabbed him up.

Judah stepped out the car making his way to the location he got from Delilah's earrings.

He snuck one in her favorite earring last year and ever since that he's known her every move.

Blood pulled his hoodie over his head and rang the doorbell.

The door opened revealing someone in a ski mask.

"Yo I'm here fa the stuff" blood played along as his hand stayed on his gun.

The person looked at him suspiciously but nodded and turned around.

Blood swiftly took his gun out shooting him three times in the head.

Another man pulled out his gun but blood had already shot him .

He chuckled at their lifeless body then went to the basement begining to kick it down.

The door easily came off.

Brokieee

He walked downstairs seeing Delilah laid out on the ground. Blood on her pants. Directly at her vagina.

She looked lifeless.

"Shit" blood mumbled checking for her pulse.

Nothing.

All ima say is thoughts?

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