Jug and Finesse

Epidermic

Shantii

I woke up on Jaylon's chest. I snuggled in closer to him for a few seconds of comfort before my lower region ached to pee. I groaned but removed myself from under his arms as slowly as I could. He squirmed a little and I kissed his forehead to keep him calm.

His eyes opened and his face wrinkled. "Where you going?" his morning voice killed me. "To the bathroom," I leaned in for a kiss before getting up and throwing my clothes back on. I walked to the bathroom downstairs just to check to see if Quinn and Keshina were still here.

I heard low noises as I walked down the steps, the sound seemed to come from outside. I walked over to the front door and opened it, it was still dark so I knew morning hadn't come yet. I turned around to go back into the house when a pair of arms wrapped around my mouth. My screams were muffled as I tried to break free of the person's grip. Whoever the person was, had too much strength for me to handle.

I looked around for something to hit them with and came up with nothing. The man, I assumed, began to drag me away from the door. I had to think quick. I panicked before dropping low into a split and tossing the person over my shoulder.

Pain. I felt like I sprained both arms in the process, but I successfully banged his head against the concrete, so I knew he was in worst shape. I screamed and held my arms to my sides before noticing him slowly get up. I jumped on his back and kicked his head hard against the concrete. I slowed down when I noticed he wasn't moving. I tried to control my breathing and stepped back.

With impeccable speed, he leaped up and sent a blow to my stomach. I gasped and almost fell to my knees. I hated showing weakness but how could I not? I struggled to regain my breath but he was merciless. He rushed and tackled me to the ground. I curled up to cushion the fall before lifting my knee to my chest and striking his groin.

He fell over and I used it as my cue to run into the house. I slammed and locked the door, "Ja'Quinn?" I wiped my face and walked into the living room. How no one heard me was a shock, I deliberately raised my voice but it fell on deaf ears.

As if God was testing me, I found another man hovered over Quinn and Shina. I gasped loud enough for him to turn. "Help!" I screamed, praying someone woke up but they didn't and once again I had to fight against someone at least four times my size. "Please...whatever you're looking for, I promise it's not here," I spoke softly, my eyes blurred with tears.

He stepped forward and rushed me. I fell to the floor and cried, feeling too weak to move. He straddled me and grabbed the hem of my shorts. I turned my head to the side and whimpered, I heard a dull ring in my head from the impact of the fall. I slowly leaned forward before smashing my head against his. The headbutt was strong enough to make him stumble and just enough to make my vision darken. I laid there, helplessly before slowly getting up before he recovered.

I grabbed a chair and slammed it on his temple. It stabbed straight through but a part of me knew that wasn't enough. I picked it up and repeated the process, over and over as if on repeat. I couldn't bring myself to stop, he would've raped me. I screamed and dropped the chair once I looked down and noticed he was dead.

I walked over to Quinn to wake him but was grabbed and thrown from behind. I hit my head against the wall just before I felt, what had to be metal, whip across my face and knock me nearly unconscious. Tears cascaded down my cheeks as I tasted blood. He grabbed my hair and dragged me to the kitchen where he sat me on a chair and made me face him.

I didn't understand how no one could hear the commotion. The man lowered in my face and I took the opportunity to spit my blood out into his eyes. He gave me no fighting chance as he pulled out his gun and pressed it against my forehead. "What is this for?" I looked up at him. He staid silent and slowly took the gun off of safety.