It was a perfectly normal day... until now. I never thought that someone like me could do something so dirty. Me, Jaylhan doing something so bad. It was Friday night and I was watching Sex In The City. I remember that I was on Snapchat sending nudes to my best friend. Although, I'm not really sure, everything from that Friday night was all a blur after the incident.
I got a call, it was a strange number I had never seen before and someone with a raspy voice who was speaking. "Jaylhan," whispered that strange man, "meet me in the Newark movie theatre at 7." I wasn't sure who that was but I still decided to go. I was wearing my black Brooklyn sweatpants I almost always wear and my pink ghetto t-shirt with a Giants sweatshirt. I changed into something more slutty. I put on a black mini skirt and a pink crop top. I put my dark brown hair up in a bun and put my black combat boots on. I got into my black Mercedes and started driving.
I had never been to Newark before, it sounded nice, it wasn't. Someone tried to jump in my car and someone else tried to steal my purse. I heard gun shots as I speed walked into the theatre. It was a mess and had mice running all over the place. Suddenly I heard that same raspy voice calling my name with a sign that said JAYLHAN. The man holding the sign looked oddly familiar.
I walked up to him, " Hi I'm Ja-" "I know that just come with me." We walked to up to a yellow Mustang in the parking lot. He opened the door. Stupidly I stepped in...
