Slum Queen

Chapter Ten: Lies

⚠WARNING ⚠WARNING⚠

Nahh This Isn't Really A Warning, This Is Just A WARNING THAT THIS CHAPTER PROBABLY HAS A LITTLE BIT MORE PROFANITY THAN MY OTHERS SO IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF . . . I Dunno Actually. If You Are Under The Age Of Maybe 16? Then This Isn't For You . . . Excuse My Mistakes And Enjoy.

VOTE , COMMENT, AND FOLLOW

Caulori's P.O.V.

Times like this I wish I were sleep. Thanks to Gene I am now tied to a chair in a probably remote location. Although it looks like the motel 6, I'm pretty sure no one could find us anyways. She left but she'll be back, I'm assuming. I can't see much because I have a pillow case over my head but I can see enough. I can see Gene . . .

I can't believe that he had the book the entire time. He could have got us killed . . . . BUMP THAT! HE GOT US KILLED! When she gets back she'll probably blow us all over this room. Lord please be on our side.

"Cal!" He yelled again but I continued to ignore him. He really just needs to not try right now because yeah I'm pretty much done with his lies.

Gene's P.O.V.

"CAULORI MARLYN MATTHEWS!" I yelled again for the last time. She doesn't even wanna let me explain. FUCK MAN! I swear I was only trying to help us but shit I guess I took the wrong steps. I wish she would listen to a niggah.

KNOCK KNOCK!

"House Keeping!" We heard a an say in a thick Spanish accent.

I tried to wiggle my way over towards the door. My foot was tied to the water heater but that wasn't stopping me.

"Help! Help Us Niggah!" I screamed.

"Okay I Come In Now!"

When she came in it was none other than Renée. That bitch childish as fuck for that shit. She was killing herself laughing. If I wasn't tied up then I would have bodied that hoe.

"Ha ha ha!" She said clapping. "Y'all really thought huh?"

"Fuck you."

"Nahh . . . I'll pass nephew."

She walked over to Cal with a lit cigarette and she pushed the bud onto her arm and Cal started screaming. I tried to get out the rope but it wasn't working all that good.

"Imma Break Yo ASS Bitch When I Get Loose!" I yelled as I struggled to get out of the rope.

She looked at me like she was bored and annoyed by me and burned her other arm. The screaming was to much for.

"What the fuck are you trynna ask!?"

"Finally! Thought you'd never ask," she said as she moved towards me. "The book . . . is missing two pages.

"And."

She mugged me then put the cigarette on my lip. I didn't scream but it hurt like a bitch.

"Now, I'm not gonna ask again.

"Ion Know Shit!

"Ok."

She got up and pulled out her 22 and shot Cal in the foot. This bitch is really crazy. She looked at me and I didn't say anything so she shot her again in the same spot.

"OH MY FUCKIN GOD! GENE PLEASE TELL HER WHERE IT IS!" she screamed. "I don't want another bullet, I don't want another one. . . . ."

She was crying so hard she started choking but I didn't have the fuckin pages. Why would I need to take them out?