Loving you (formally A Hood Love Story)

Chapter 12

Miracle
As I took my keys out of my bag to unlock the door, I felt a pair of eyes on me. I began shaking because it was fairly late and creeps lurk at this time of night. I was struggling so much with my keys, I didn't notice a very bulky man approaching me until it was too late. By the time I noticed, he was an arms reach away and I began to feel very small and intimidated.

"So you Tray's girl," he said as his eyes wandered my body. "oh we gon' have fun with you."

Before I could comprehend what was happening, he had already slung me over his shoulder, carrying me to god knows where. I began thrashing and hitting his back trying to escape from his tight grip.

"Let me go ya dumb fuck! Whatever beef you and Tray got aint got shit to do with me!" I screamed.

"Bitch if you don't shut yo wanna be new yorker ass up."

"I am a new yorker muh fuckah. You da grown ass man that got a voice of Dora The Explorer."

"You lucky you valuable. I would beat yo ugly ass silly by now."

"Yo mama nigga."

As soon as I finished the sentence, I began to scream again. My screams were no use because we lived in such a secluded area and the boys weren't home. He sat me in the back of a car as white man came and tied me up. I slowly came to the realization that I was actually being kidnapped. I tried to stay calm but to no avail, tears began streaming down my cheeks. I sat very quietly trying to hear their conversation.

"So watchu gonna do with her boss." the one who tied me asked.

"Ion know yet Jay. I'm still thinking but we have to keep her alive. Tray will do anything to get what he loves back."

Tray
I could not wait to get home and see my baby girl. We both been so busy we barely have time to see each other. The only time we've spent together in the past two weeks is when we're sleep in my bed. As I pulled into the driveway, I began to have an ill feeling. When I hopped out of the car, I saw the contents of her purse scattered everywhere and her keys still inside of the lock. I turned the knob, went inside only to see everything exactly the way I left it. I saw a piece of paper on the counter, thinking it was from Miracle, I picked it up and proceeded to read it.

If you want what's yours, give me what I want.

It took me a minute before I realized who it was from.

"That little bastard." I whispered to myself angrily. I jogged to the basement where I kept all of my artillery. As I was scanning through, looking for which one to kill him with, Miracles dad and Dre came downstairs.

"Watchu doin yung blood?" Uncle DeMario asked me.

"Looking for my gun. Which gun says 'I'm gon blast yo brains.'?"

"Holdd the fuck up. Who got you out ya shit?"

"That lil bastard. He took Miracle, leaving a note that said I gotta give him what he wants if I want her back."

"Yo bruvah took my daughter!?" Uncle yelled.

"He ain't my brother and yes he took her." As I was talking to them, I began polishing my gun. Uncle Mario and Dre both grabbed their tools and strapped up. The three of us hopped in the car and sped off to Dre's friend house to track that nigga down.

To be continued