gang related ≠ d.l

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"its been three and a half months and you still dont have the cash? what the hell, nate!" i yelled, throwing my hands up in the air for emphasis. "rin, do you know how difficult it is to get your hands on one million dollars?" he asked, pacing back and forth. "im really starting to grow impatient, nate. what is luh gonna do? huh? do you know? for all we know he could kill someone, kidnap someone, rape someone," i said, listing off of luhs reputation. "karina, calm down. the least hed do is kill," he said. i groaned, "yes! cause thats the number one god damn go to nathan! your risking all of our lives because your not man enough to get that money! ive been working at a strip club. A damn strip club nate, getting you extra cash. and what do you spend it on? blowjobs, weed, and alcohol!" i hollered. "karina, i need more time," he sighed, running his hands through his hair. "we dont have more time nate. we have two weeks to get a million. two weeks," i said, sighing.

°Two Weeks Later°

i got out of my car, shutting it. i ran my hands through my hair, getting caught in a few small tangles. i walked into the house. "nate! im home!" i yelled, putting my keys in my purse. "nate!!" i yelled. i walked up to his room. i opened the door. "nate?" i asked. nothing. i sighed. probably out spending money. i walked back down stairs, looking in the kitchen. "ah, nice to see you, karina," a voice said. i gasped, dropping my purse. i slowly turned around, facing the man. "luh, what are you doing here?" i asked, trying to sound casual. he chuckled, walking towards me. i took a step back, not wanting him to get any closer than he already was. "getting whats mine," he said lowly. "look, about that," i chuckled, scratching the back of my neck. "just a little more time. thats all we need, derek. just a month," i said, stepping towards him. dumbass I thought to myself. "i gave you four months. i dont have any more time, sweetheart," he said, his facial expression dark and angry. "d-derek. please, just make some. we will get you your money. please," i begged. "mmm, i like a girl that begs, you know ma?" he said, walking towards me. i back up until my back pressed against the cold fridge. "luh, please," i said, trying to move away. "too late, baby girl. your mine now," he smiled.
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