dangerous thug game

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BRE

"Bre I can't believe you leaving me with these lot, how could you mannnn" Vicky whining like a little child with tears filling her eyes . I can't believe I am leaving London ! I have just had enough frankly speaking . If I stay here any longer I would have been Driven to servere madness . "don't worry Vicky when I make loads of money with my fashion career ama bring you to the states , infact I would have made so much money that I will bring you and YOUR family !"

We both begin to laugh then cry !

*phone rings *

*clears thought* hello

- Is this Bre?

-umm yeh , who am I speaking to ?

- ohh Bre I need you to come down , I need you to do something for me asap !

-who the hell am I speaking too?? I raise my voice

-don't ask stupid questions. I won't you here by 5 ok.

- WOULD YOU ANSWER MY DANG QUESTION! PLEASES DO NOT IRRITATE ME.

I was about to cut off the phone...

- its mike !

-kmt don't call this phone no more. You have guts to pick up the phone and tell me to do shit for you please

-Bre I swear you playing with me ama come...

-BYE!

Call ended

I didn't allow him to finish his sentence I was soo calm when talking to him , there was no need to hype and get scared because all I know is I am going to be far away from him for good !

"by everyone thanks for coming , hope to see y'all in Christmas "

I say my last good by then head up stairs upstairs to pack the rest of my stuff. I feel excited and anxious moving to a different country new lifestyle new beginning, hummmm . My eyes start to water not because I was a bit upset that I am leaving London but because I was sooo tired I aint had proper sleep for days. My eyes start to close, I know I was about to hit that sleeping mode because the sound of the T.V start to drown out.

2 hours later

"I said I was coming! Helloooo !BREE

*SLAP*

"OUCH , WHAT THE FUCK ! " my face was tingling from that slap , I slowly open my eyes rubbing them because all I could see was a huge blob .

"I swear ama kill you one day "

"MIKE? " right now I am panicking , just how the hell does he know where I live and how did he get in ? Too many questions going through my mind ...

*SLAP*

" ouchhhh what do you want mike ? "

"I called you to come down at 5 now its seven , and you asking me what I want ! You know what I fucking want. "

" I can't help you no more I told you I am done with this shit , in fact how the hell ...

Before I could finish my sentence he brushes me against the wall I tried to move but he has hold of my arms on the wall . I was fuming inside tears were filling up inside of me but I didn't want to cry cuz I aint no punk .

"oh bre young sweet naïve Brielle , I wish you would do more than talk I didn't come here to ask for your help in fact I am here to kill you because you no longer needed "