Demane's POV
I stayed up for the whole night and after long hours of debating, I decided I wasn't going to help in the kidnapping anymore. That's sick, vulgar infact. I called him and waited for him to answer
"Yo?"
"I'm not helping you abuse Valencia, its sick and twisted" I said itching the back of my head knowing the consequences.
He laughed, "I already told you, if you don't do what the FUCK I say, ALL of your family dies"
I sniggered "just shut the fuck up"
I knew my family were now safe and sound in America. I knew that nothing could harm them.
