My Drug.

Chapter 14

"Kyla," I heard my name being called but it seem so faint, so far away. "Kyla please wake up, please." I groaned loudly as rolled over. It was cold and it felt like I was on a cold concrete floor.

"Thank God." Somebody mumbled. I peeled open my eye's, and looked over at Candie. She had a long white t-shirt on and she was kneeling right next to me. I squinted my eye's to look at her better. Her lip was busted and her cheek looked swollen and bruises decorated her face. I tried to sit up, but when I did my body was in so much pain that I couldn't move. Candie pulled me up, pushing me up against the wall.

"You okay?" I only groaned out. My jaw felt heavy and swollen. I reached up and touch it screaming as I did then it all came back to me.

Derrick.

He had to bring us to his brother. I started to cry, Candie pulled me into her arms rocking me.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled out my jaw was to swollen to even speak louder. I heard Candie sniff and I felt a tear drop on to my cheek. I looked up and brought my hand to her cheek and wiped her fallen tears.

"We gone be alright okay? Don't worry ima get us outta here, just play ya cards right and we gone be straight," Candie said in a daze. "We gone be straight."

I wanted to believe her but I knew it wasn't a way.

"Fresh meat yo, we got fresh meat!" A deep voice yelled from outside of the dark room door. It sounded like they were unlocking the door. Candie let me go then stood to her feet.

"We gon' be straight." Candie said looking down at me. The big door opened letting light flood the dark chilly room.

"Aye look she gotta a body on her." Somebody said making every nigga in the room which sounded like twenty of them niggas laugh.

"Aye Derrick, Dis waht yu brung bac?" A deep calm voice said with a Jamaican accent.

"Yup." Derrick said popping the 'p'.

Then the bright lights came on, blinding me. I looked around to see about fifteen niggas in the damn room. I whimpered then scooted farther into the corner.

"Don't touch me!" I heard Candie yell as some lightskinned dude tried to lift the oversized shirt that they put on us. When she pulled away he tried to lift it again, but being who Candy was she hauled off and smacked him dead in the face. He stumbled back then grabbed his face.

"Dayumm!" basically everybody yelled out throwing insults at the dude saying he couldn't handle one simple bitch. Next thing I knew the dude punched her sending her to the ground. I jumped up to push him off of my screaming cousin but I was grabbed around the waist and pulled back.

"Look at this one!" the dude yelled as he held me. I tried to pull away from him but all he did was hold me tighter.

"Nahh you ain't finna do shit and you not getting away." He said making everybody look at us. In the far corner I saw Derrick and right next to him I saw a light skinned nigga with the same golden eyes and big plump lips I assumed it was his brother, hell more like twin. I watched as Derrick whispered something into his brothers ear and then his brother looked dead at me. I glared at him then brought my foot up and swung it back and kicked the dude who held on to me straight into his dick. He fell down grunting and holding his dick.

"Bitch!" He yelled in a squeaky voice.

I looked up from the nigga on the floor to see at least five niggas closing in on me, but before they can Derrick's brother spoke up.

"Yo, don't touch her." He said running his hand along the low cut hair on his jaw.

"Aye she hit ti man, she need ta be slapped." The Jamaican man with long dreads yelled out. He was darkskinned, I can from a distance that he had nice smooth skin. When Derrick glared at him he cursed under his breath then turned back towards me.