They Don't Know

Chapter20 † How It Ends?

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♪ I've been dealing with a lot,

So I've been losing my mind.

Straight up acting before I think,

Barely using my mind.

My freedom is on the line,

And my sanity's gone...♪

*Sunni's POV*

A tear slipped down my cheek as I looked at the people standing before me.

"What? Are you surpised?" Nicey asked me. I honestly couldn't believe what was happening.

"I would say that I'm hurt, but I'm not gonna give you the satisfaction," I told her.

"Only your dumb ass would have a smart mouth in a situation like this," she said charging for me. Darryl grabbed her and held her back.

"Now, now. Is that the way to speak to our guest? I apologize for her rude behavior. Allow me to introduce myself," Darryl began his long evil drawn out speech.

"I don't know if you remember me... Ha! Who am I kidding? How could you forget me?" he asked me.

"I don't think I could ever forget you," I told him. I honestly couldn't be gangsta right now. The man who literally ruined my life has full control of if I die or not.

"There's no way you could! Anyway, I'd like to introduce my children as well. I do believe you've already met my sons Donte and Errin!" he said motioning for them to come closer. They both had a nasty grin on their face. I couldn't bear all this bullshit at once.

"But how did you find me?" I asked.

"All you really need is a phone number. We tracked your phone and it led us to Micky D's," Donte shrugged. I really didn't know what to say.

"Now, our princess is speechless? How could this be?" Nicey asked. I don't understand any of this.

"Why? Just, why? I never did anything to hurt any of you. I don't get it," I said. I wasn't going to beg for my life but I was very confused as to why all of these people hated me.

"All I wanted was a little touch. But, no. You had to scream and tell. You ruined my life! You fucked up everything! If you would've just did what I told you to do then we wouldn't be in this predicament, would we?" Darryl asked me. I shook my head. Not in reply to his question, but in shame. This man is mentally ill.

"I was seven years old! What kind of grown man finds sexual attraction in a child?!" I asked him. I was utterly disgusted to say the least.

"Don't act like you didn't want me. The way you looked at me when I bought you toys. The way you smiled at me when I gave you clothes," he said.

"I was seeeveeen! That's what little girls do when they get presents!" I yelled.

"And why did you involve your children in this? They had nothing to do with this," I asked him.

"Well, if you must know, my dear. When I left, I had to leave the love of my life. I got with some women and ended up having two kids. I raised them and rekindled an old flame with my old lover. She accepted these two boys as her own. We both blamed you for everything that happened, so we tracked you down. We sent our children to the same school as you and they both ended up somehow attracted to you. Errin got to you first and you fell right into it. Donte settled for Nicey's dumb boney ass and she's still with him," Darryl explained. This was all too much at one time.