𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐑𝐨𝐰. || 𝐚. 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧 & 𝐭. 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐫

9. Save me!!!

Tasha

I woke up chained to a bed. I tried to break free, "Help me!" I screamed.

I saw a shadow appearing in the dark it was a bald figure. I continued to yank my arms back and forth as hard as I could. "Tasha, baby, it's no use in trying." He said, finally appearing in the light.

"Let me go, Kastro, please!" I begged.

"SHUT UP! Damn, I didn't even touch you yet." He rubbed his bald head.

"You don't have to do this, Kast. I want you."

His face softened as he walked up to me. He broke the chains from my hands, and he untied my legs. I kicked him in his balls as hard as possible, but he didn't grab them in pain. He just laughed. I looked down, confused as to why he didn't fall.

"I came prepared." He chuckled some more.

I stood up and jumped off the bed, and started running towards the door. As soon as I got to the door, it swung open, and I was on the ground. I fell, hitting my head hard on the floor.

I heard his footsteps coming my way, "No!" I screamed out as I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Tasha, it's us." I heard a familiar voice say, and then everything went black...

Aaliyah

"Get her out of here," I said to Trinidad.

She nodded and helped Tasha up and took her outside. I pointed the gun at Kastro as they walked out. I heard the door slam shut and lock from the outside.

I turned around and saw EDI with a massive smirk on his face. I pointed my gun at him. "Woah, calm down, your mad at Pac, not me." He joked.

"How do you know that?" I asked him.

"You know me and Pac were just smoking a cig laughing about how he played yo ass." He laughed.

"At least I have the sex appeal to be played. You fat ugly ass goblin!" I yelled, still pointing my gun.

"Your pathetic." He spat.

"Not as pathetic as your body." I spat back.

"Aaliyah." I heard Sasha calling me through the gigantic door.

"I'm leaving now, and you stay away from Tasha," I warned. I started walking towards the door, and EDI pushed me.

The gun flew out of my hand, but I stayed on my feet. I pushed him back and walked back to get my gun, but Kastro picked it up and slipped it into his pocket.

"I'll hold on to this." He said, smirking.

"Okay, I don't care. You can explain to your cousin what happened to his gun then!"

"I will."

"Also, your boss!" I added.

"Fuck this shit. I'm out!" I started towards the door again, and EDI blocked it.

"Just hear him out." He quickly said to me.

I looked at him confused, then Pac came out wearing a suit; he looked handsome and quite sexy. "You look nice. What bitch you taking out tonight?" I joked.