The Trade

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^^^^^^^^^Alyssa Barrow^^^^^^^^

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^^^^^^^^^Alyssa Barrow^^^^^^^^

^^^^^^^^Michael Barrow^^^^^^^^

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^^^^^^^^Michael Barrow^^^^^^^^

^^^^^^^^Michael Barrow^^^^^^^^

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^^^^^^^^Stephen James^^^^^^^^

My brother texted me saying to meet him outside a club he says its urgent. I get in my car and go to the club he said to met behind. When I got out I went in the back and saw Michael (my brother) on both of his knees with his hands resting on both of them. All around us was men. I'm not apart of Michaels gang because I don't like drama or killing people. But I was still under his protection.
"Michael what's going on?" I asked looking down at him and back around at everyone.
"I'm sorry Alyssa. I'm so sorry. I hope you forgive me one day." He say to me while looking down.
"What are you taking a-" I started but got cut off but a deep husky voice. I look up to meet blue eyes.
    "Ah say your goodbyes. Cry. Bullshit around but I don't have all fucking day." He said. He was tall he wore black dress pants and a white dress shirt that was unbuttoned at the top showing his muscle on his chest. He had tattoos on his neck, side head, hands and what I can see on his chest.
     "Hello beautiful. Your coming with me." He said getting so close to me.
     "Your joking right?" I asked holding back a laugh but I did chuckle.
     "Alyssa. Don't. Just do as he says." Michael tells me. I look at Michael to the guy in front of me.
     "No I'm-" I started but got cut off by him.
     "Your brother sold you to me for his protection. So your mine now." He say to me with anger in his eyes. His? Who the hell do he think he is.
     "Your crazy if you think I'm yours." I say. Everyone became quite looking at me. He comes up to me raps one arm around my waist while the his other hand pulled at my hair to look directly at him.
     "Do you know who the fuck your talking to!?" He yells at me.
     "Please don't hurt her." Michael begs the guy in front of me. He looks over his shoulder while still holding me.
      "You traded her to me! So I can do what ever I want with her! Hell I can kill her tonight and you can't do nothing about it." My eyes widen at what he said.
     "It's called a trade. My protection belongs to you. Your sister belongs to me."  He releases me. He turns to walk away.
    "I'm belong to no one and I'm sure as hell not yours." I screamed at him. He stops and turns around and walks in my face.
"Your mine even if I have to make you." He says with a smirk. That's it I had enough. I raised my hand and slapped him across the face. Everyone was looking at me with wide eyes that showed fear. He turns his head back to look at me and smiles showing some side teeth. Then grabs my waist tightly and then pull my hair cause me to yelp in pain.
      "Alyssa Barrow, I promise you, you will regret that." He says against my neck and I could feel his lips brush on my skin. Then he lets go and walks off.

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