Slum Queen

Chapter Nine: A Familiar Face (Part Two)

Nana's P.O.V

The breeze creeped in from the many cracks in the stoned wall and chilled my body. I was covered in iced piss. Yeah they apparently have piss in their refrigerator.

Who the fuck does that shit?

I shook uncontrobally as I made my way from the corner I was in to the mattress they had in here. If I have to tell you why they have a mattress in here, you deserve one to the skull. It doesn't phase me though. I've been through worse. I only lyed down a minute before another one came scrolling in. I sighed mentally.

"Soon this will all be over and that niggahs head will be on your wall," I thought to myself.

"Rise and shine sleeping pissy," he said as he came in. I didn't move, not because I didn't want to but because I couldn't. My body is weak. They beat me constantly, rape me, and force me to eat shit or starve. My body is shutting down.

"You heard me bitch!" He shouted kicking me in the back. I groaned in pain but never gave in. I tried my hardest to stand on my feet but kept falling. He watched as I struggled and when I finally gained some balance, he kicked me in the stomach causing me to hit my head on the wall behind me very hard. At first everything was blury then it quickly faded into blackness. My hearing went away along with it and all I know is that someone lifted me up then Night Night.

*Much Later*

I woke up in a silky covered bed with a sheer night gown on. My hair was done and I smelled a lot better. I looked around to see if I could find a way out but everything was sealed. I heard a clock ticking on the nightstand so I looked at it.

"Six Forty-Two," I whispered.

I looked up and the light almost burned out my eyes. They hurt like hell and my head feels like it had been stepped on by Rick Ross.

I scooted back in the bed some, hitting a platter with food and a card that read "Enjoy!". I was very sceptical about eating at first but if they'd poison me it would have been much better than what I've already been through here. I grab the roll and demolished it. I never felt so hungry in my life. I was eating like a dog who was afraid it's owner would take it's bowl. I growled a few times, unconsciously.

"Enjoying your meal?" He asked. I stopped eating. I knew exactly who that was and I felt angry that I didn't figure this out before.

* Flashback Starts *

"Nana You Have To Fuckin Listen Sometimes!" He shouted.
"I'm not gon' always be there to have yo back."

"Who said I needed yo damn help tho?!" I shot back getting angry. He wants to get mad at me because I completed his assignment. If it wasn't for me his ass would be on the back burner. People are so ungrateful.