Niagara Falls With Me

Oops- Ch.36

I look at the empty box of blue hair dye. I look around the room and the rest of the packets are on the counter top. Nothing else was touched.
I look around the bathroom some more wondering what was in that box for dragging me out of the room that was so important? I walk around out of the bathroom and sit in my bed. I bounce up and down a few times, then put my elbows on my knees so my hands can hold up my head. Then I look down ward and I see something. Could that really have been what was in there? I jump off the bed to get a vested look at it. I tank it out from under the skirt of my bed. Yep, money. A 100 dollar bill is just laying on the floor. How many of those could have been in there? And how were they getting that kind of money?
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I walk into the bathroom put on my black Mickey Mouse pajama pants and my Panic At The Disco t-shirt, and scrub off my makeup, brush my hair, put lotion on, brush my teeth. Then I slip up my hair in a pony tail and then plop into bed.
I lay there looking up at the ceiling. My ugly popcorn textured ceiling. I think about how he was getting that money. Was he selling drugs? I don't know, maybe it just fell out of his pocket, Johns payday a are Friday's, and today's Saturday. I don't know, it could've been anything. The one $100 bill didn't really mean anything, it could've just fallen out of his pocket or wallet or whatever.
What if drugs where in there?  Ugh,  I shake the feeling off.
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  I look back to where I found the $100 bill,  I yank up my bed skirt and look underneath my bed.  Astonished I stay there eyes wide mouth gaping open,  I sit and stare at carted of packaged dollars.  Just sitting there under my bed.  No idea how they got there or what I am going to do about it.
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   The next day,  right after I wake up and get right into the shower,  do my makeup,  and hair and everything.  I look at the money some more under my bed,  I keep looking back at the camera to see if it's pointing at my direction.  Then I pull the money out from under my bed,  and look at it.  I open the crate and shove as much money into my purse and pickets as possible.  Then I take the rest and hide to where even the camera can not see.  I don't care how he got this money,  but I am going to be free because of it.
  John comes rushing into the room.  He slams the door and picks me up by the beach and holds a knife under my chin. I grasp at his hands,  grasping for air as his hands get tighter and tighter around my neck.  He then throw a me forcefully down onto the ground and checks underneath my bed.  With a dark,  Grimm, face he runs at me again and shoved me against the wall. "Where is the money?" He spits at me.
  I grasp for air and he takes his hand slowly away from my neck. "I would answer you if I COULD BREATH!" I shout.
"Right," he pauses."Well?"
I earned dumbfounded. "Oh right, I don't know." I feel like a little kid about to get a big, fat punishment for doing something really, really bad.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW?
I work hard to earn that money, now where is it?"
"I am not lying, I really don't know!" I plead.
"Karis Khoole, answer me RIGHT NOW. I know when you lie, you can't lie to me. Maybe to your mom or Matthew, which you will do once I set you free, but NOT to me." He's gonna set me free?
As I stand there, a $100 bill falls out of my shirt, John watches as it falls to the ground. Then he looks up at me and run to the bathroom and lock the door.
"Ow!" Yelps John, and I look at the door realizing I slammed his fingers. This is not going to end well.
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No food for a week. But that's not all, oh no. He went through everything I own and tore it apart till he found all the money. And left me to clean everything up. I mean, I don't have to clean it, but I'm OCD, so. Yippee.
I push up the tipped over dresser, push in all the drawers, fold the clothes, hang up the clothes,  pick up the trash can and out the trash back in it.  I also do a lot of other things,  just for fun.
  By the end of the day my neck I'd throbbing and my room is spotless.  I fall into bed and sleep.