Tara, Lani, and August in the MM.
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August
School wasn't the same. Tara's seat was empty. Lani was silent all day.
It's my fault she isn't here right now.
"We have to know who this person is." Lani said as we sat at the lunch table.
I thought about who it could possibly be until it clicked.
Nate.
"It's Nate. He hasn't been here since Tara was taken."
"We need to find out his whole name to look for him."
"I got this." I told her.
We went to the front office and I walked up to the secretary desk. The secretary is a full blown cougar.
"How ya doin' baybeh?" I licked my lips.
Her face turned a red tint, "August."
"Me and my friend ova' thea' need ta look up some'a those files in dat back room. I'm in need of ya help, Gladys."
"O-okay but be quick." She placed the key in my hand.
"Of course, sweetheart." I winked at her before walking off to the file room.
"Well played." Lani nodded.
I chuckled as I unlocked the room. There was so many file cabinets. Two were labeled as senior class.
I opened one quickly searching for this bastard's name.
"I found it!" Lani announced. "Nate Bartholomew Winston."
I snickered, "The nigga's middle name is Bartholomew."
Lani and I both erupted in laughter.
"Bartholomew." She laughed harder.
I regained my posture, "Okay, Okay, let's get this to Damien."
I walked out with Lani following behind me. She held Nate's file under her jacket.
"Thanks Gladys." I tossed her the keys.
"What do you think he's doing to her?" Lani asked, looking down.
"I don't know, but I know when we find him I'm going going to kill him, slowly."
Tara
I laid in fetal position on the bed. He violated me. I feel so disgusting. Two days and I've been used as a fuck doll.
And not one time did he use a condom, nor did he pull out.
"Go make me a sandwhich, beautiful." He kissed my cheek.
"Go make your own sandwich."
He chuckled, "Don't make me angry again, baby."
I tried to escape while he was sleep and he beat me. Then he started telling me how much he loves me.
I stood up feeling pain surge through my legs as I walked downstairs to the kitchen.
As I made his sandwich, I began to cry. I miss Lani, August, Chris, and my dad. I just want this nightmare to be over.
"August." I sobbed.
My body was pushed to the ground. Nate stood towering over me.
"Don't mention that nigga's name, ever!" He yelled.
