Save Me. (Sequel To The Day We Met Changed Me Forever)

Chapter 3

BRIANNA JACKSON
I woke up, in a room. The same room, got damn. They caught me again, I swear were playing a game of chase. Someone was making noise. I opened my eyes, and it was Tyga. He was getting off the ropes he had on him.

" Michael..... " I whispered, just making sure nobody else heard me.

He put a finger to hs lips, and pointed behind us. Yerp, people were watching us. Well listening to us. Lord, my hand were tied behind my back. It took me about five minuts, but I got them untied. I rubbed my wrist, then undid my feet. I got up, silently going over to Ty, and untying him. We got up, and the lights went on. Guess who walked in? The girl, and Chyna. So she's behind this too. They brung in Trey, and Chris. Tied up, and beaten up. Oh, hell no.

" What the fuck did you have them dudes do to them, they didn't deserve that. If this is about me, then you shouldn't do anything to anybody else. " I yelled, mad as hell.

They just laughed, thy know I'm standing up right now. I started shaing, and just pounced on the both of them. Get ready to die, immediately.

CHYNA
She jumped on me, and Rina. Ooh, I think we made this bitch mad. I don't care, she took Michael away from me. I had him first, and I was still going to have him. Rina thinks that I'm over him, and doing this for her. She thinks I like Chris, ewwwwww. Never, he's not ugly, but he's just not Tyga. -sigh- Let's see how this goes.

MARINA (RINA)
I am so tired of this bitch, hitting me. I got out my knife, and stabbed her in her leg. She winced, but kept on hitting me. The blows weren't as strong but they were still affecting me. I flipped her over and slid the knife against her cheek. I laughed, and threw the knife. I grabbed her hair, and banged her head into the wood. I hope she dies.

BRIANNA JACKSON
She was banging my head into the wood. Yeah, it hurt, but she was weak. I grabbed her ear, and pulled down. She fell onto the ground and off of me. I got on top of her, and grabbed the knife she had. I took it, and pretended I was going to stab her. She flinched, and started yelling  for help. Other girls came in, and started jumping me. Right now, I don't have any sympathy for anybody. I just started stabbing and punching. I heard about 3 girls go down.  I got up, and started slicing. Someone grabbed my hair from behind. I tripped one of the girls infront of me, and started stomping them. I was still swinging for my life. Until someone threw me across the room, and I fell through a glass. This bitch is strong as fuck! I got up, shards of glass through my body. I got up, and grabbed the thing closest to me. It was.........A bamboo stick. I ran, and swung on them. Soon enough they all were on the ground. The only 2 left were the girl, and Chyna.

I dropped the stick, and stood tall. I can't believe this.

" You took michael from, and now your beating me up? Your the one that deserves to die! " She yelled, anger flashing throughh her eyes.

" Actually, she stole michael from me! I loved him, and still do. You were just a hoe to him. " Chyna yelled.

They looked at eachother, and started fighting. The girl was winning until chyna choked her out, and killed her. I stood there in shock, as Chyna dropped the knife, and started laughing. I think she's going crazy. Until she started bleeding from her stomach, the girl had stabbed her. I couldnt believe it. Chyna fell to the ground, and died instantly. The life drained from her eyes. The girl got up.

" I'm Marina Simpson, and I will not die in the hands of a ugly bitch. " She said, then looked at me.

She's gone cray. I grabbed a Tv chord and started whipping the shit out of her with it, and hitting her with the bamboo stick in my other hand. She was screaming, and crying but I don't care. I grabbed the knife, closed my eyes, and stabbed her multiple times. When I stopped, and opened my eyes. She was dead, I looked around. Trey, Chris, and Tyga were looking at me. I started crying, Trey came over to me but i back away. I ran out of the room, well limped/ran. I ran out of the house, and fell in the middle of the street. I fainted.