Chapter2

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tryna put my mind at ease(Drake)

JAS

I sat at work very annoyed. Not only did Erica interrogate me about Mr.Mystery,she tells me I'm a grouch. She said I need some long overdue dick.
I rolled my eyes at the thought as I sat behind my desk.
I owned a clothing store called JasCloset.
It gets a lot of money in everyday and I get moolah. I'm only here because I'm not trying to get all riled up.
I low key need some dick.
I had a good five minutes before I would allow myself to leave.
There was a knock at the door before my gay best friend Damon walked in.
Yeah his crazy ass worked here.
"Boss ma'am what you doing here so late?"
I laughed at him as he sat down.
"Just finalizing some files. What about you? Why you here?"
He crossed his legs and smacked his lips.
"Honey girl it was some fine man outside and he had some sexy green eyes."

I thought instantly of the mab at the club.
"Light skin? Low cut?"
He nodded and did a ghetto hand gesture.
"Yes and he came with some tall ugly lanky man. Real skinny. But skinnny dick is the best."
I laughed and sent my grandma a a text that I'd be there soon.
"I think I know who he is. Is he still here?",I asked.
He nodded all excited and grabbed air.
"Yeah girl. But I'm finna go my mans is waiting. Smooches."
I laughed as he walked out.
That nigga crazy.
My grandma replied saying she'd be waiting up.
Mondays be the worst but whatever.
I locked up my office, cash registers, and windows.
I clutched my car keys and locked the front door of the shop.
Dang its almost 12am.
I walked around the side of the building to my car.
Usually I feel safe and secure but this time, I feel watched.
An eery feeling kept creeping down my spine. It was an uneasy feeling.
So uneasy that I had to look back a few times.
Once I got to my car I fumbled with the lock until I dropped the key completely.
"Nervous?"
I jerked up and saw Mr.Mysterious.
Oh shit.
All I could think was my name on first 48. Found in the woods dead.
"Why are you still here?"
He kept walking towards me until I was backed into my dark purple Lexus.
"Look we can do this the easy or hard way."
He held a gun in his hand and I freaked.
I kicked his nuts and as soon as he doubled over in pain I ran for my life. I made sure to carry my phone in my bra though.
Before I could make it back to the street I felt hands pick me up from behind and place what felt like a wet wipe on my face.
Soon after I was drifting into an uncontrollable sleep.
****

I fluttered my eyes open to a pretty room. It was pink fascia like. And the border was white.
There was a leather pink snake skin couch on the side and the carpet was a pretty tint of pink but you could barely see it.
The ceiling had pink sparkles on it.
I looked down at the bed I was in and the bed was pink and white and purple.
Very girly.
I suddenly realized what happened last night.
All my clothes and underclothes were on except for my shoes.
I ran out the unlocked room door and saw my kidnapper peacefully sitting on the couch watching TV.
The fuck?
"GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!",I yelled running down the stairs and to the front door.
He grabbed me before I could even touch the doorknob.
Bitch ass.
His hands were wrapped tightly around my waist as I thrashed in his big arms.
"Chill out ma."
I relaxed in his arms and cried. For the new and old.
"Aye shut up with that crying shit. Ain't nobody finna hurt yo sensitive ass."
I pulled away from him and punched him dead in the mouth. Causing him to grab his face in pain.
"Don't you DARE tell me what the hell to do!"
I started stomping away when I was lifted in the air and pinned to the ground roughly.
"Hit me again.",he dared.
He hovered over me still pinning my arms down.
"Get the fuck off me nigga."
I pushed him off of me as I stood up. I brushed myself off, avoiding any eye contact.
"Get ready. We got somewhere to be.",he demanded.
I rolled my eyes.
"Where to nigga?"
He chuckled.
"You'll see and my name is Cordyn."

CLAUDIA

"Morgan she's gone. You should have fixed this a long time ago instead of running away from your damn problems."
I'm so fed up with my sons bullshit.
"Mama look I'm sorry. I was trying to protect her. I don't even know how they found us. And two they know we didn't kill Tiffany."
I sighed.
"Just stay there until we make another move. I'll make a way. But I gotta go Eric's here worried as hell."
"Okay. Love you mama."
"Yeah yeah love you too boy."
I hung up and went back to Erica who was sitting in the living room.
"I just hope she calls or something."
She said calling her again.
Oooooh them niggas finna pay.

JAS

I lay in the backseat of his car. Tied up.
What kind of bullshit is this?
I heard the car come to a halt and it looked like my apartment buildings.
We were riding for a long time too. Some hours.
I was yanked out of the car and quickly untied.
"Okay we getting yo shut and leaving. Don't try nothing."
He pulled my arm forcefully up the steps and pulled my keys out from last night. The ones I dropped.
"Which one the house key?"
I rolled my eyes and snatched the keys from him.
I unlocked my apartment door and immediately went straight to my room. Hopefully my backup phone is in here and I can get WiFi from somewhere.
I searched for it through my drawer and found it.
I quickly stuffed it in my underwear and kept moving.
"Hurry up.",he said in the door frame.
"Okay okay."
I started stuffing clothes and shoes in my oversized pink duffel bag.
He grunted and started stuffing stuff in there with me. Occasionally stopping to look at my underwear.
"Finish that and imma get my stuff out of the bathroom."
Why make a fuss? If you gone kill me don't do this foreplay so of course he not going to.
Not now anyways I don't think.
I got my toothbrush,soap,pads, lotion, flat iron, and other feminine products out of my bathroom.
I walked back into my bedroom to see Cordyn holding a thing of mine between his fingers.
"Put my shit down."
He smirked and jerked it away from me.
"You gone wear this for me?"
I

rolled my eyes and zipped up my duffel bag finally.
"Bring yo ass."
I said to him.
I'm so over this kidnapping shit.

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