My Drug.

Chapter 16

A/N: You have a right to be angry & mad at me but I was seriously stuck on this chapter.....but I still love you guys and I'll try to update this story more ... :) Oh and go Check out my other story 'B.E.A.S.T' It's really good:)

I woke up groaning. My body was so sore and my head hurted so bad that if I sat up it might explode. I slowly lifted my body off of the bed and shuffled slowly to the bathroom.

I even walked different now. Making it into the bathroom I stared at myself in the mirror, not believing what I seen.

I was so fucked up.

My lip was busted and had dry blood on them. Cuts and bruises decorated my smooth skin. Cuts above my eye's, my left one swollen. I shut my right eye trying my hardest not to cry.

A knock at the room door pulled my attention away from the mirror. The door busted open as three man made their way around the room.

My first thought was to run, but my body was so sore and it felt like my legs would break any minute now. Then, a darkskin man stood in front of the bathroom.

"Aye shawty, bring your ass so you can eat and Dominick wants to see you." He said as he began to step into the bathroom. He grabbed me by the forearm pulling me out of the bathroom and out of the room. . . .

Walking, which seemed like forever since I was in so much pain downstairs to the dining area I spotted Dominick and Derrick sitting at the table, along with Candie. She looked up at me then quickly looked away.

I only got a glimpse at her face, but that nano-second I did see of her face made my heart break. Her face was so beaten up I couldn't even recognize it. Her hair was all over her head and she sat as if she would make a move she would get her head blowed off.

I rushed over to her, only to hear a gun being cocked and to see a tall slender man point his gun at my head. I froze and backed up slowly. Dominick laughed, making me look over at him.

"Goodmornining beautiful." He smiled wide. I wanted to just leap across the table and hit him with one of the glass plates. He stared at me like a wild animal. I looked at him through one eye only because my other eye was swollen shut.

"Sit, eat, let's talk." He said all in one breath. I slowly slid into the chair next to Candie. She still was turned in the opposite direction from me. I looked over at her, as she whimpered lightly causing the man with the gun to lean down and whisper something to her. She quickly shut up, and sat up forward.

"Now," Dominick started off. "I know you two are wondering why you are here and trust me I don't want you two shit talkers here either, but your here under business matters."

I was confused on what he meant but I listened anyways.

"Business matter that includes the Wright brothers." Derrick butted in. He looked over at me and turned his head. He tried to whisper to his brother, but he was still able to be heard.

"Shit, look at them D-" Dominick looked at Candie and I then shrugged making Derrick sigh irritated. " Their faces are so beaten and bruised and bloody."

I scoffed. Why should he care? He helped them do this to us and all of a sudden he cares so much. I swear if I was to live pass this I'm going gay I'm done fucking with niggas.

I looked over at Candie and watched as her body and arms along with her hands shake wildly. I had a conclusion, but I looked at her arms to make sure I was right. She had a few needle tracks that ran in the middle of her arm.

"You letting her shoot?" I yelled out. Derrick looked at me before getting out of his seat and over to me. He gently pushed me back into my seat. I yanked away from him and told him not to touch me.

"Sit Kyla, please? We only gave her it because she wouldn't calm down." He explained. I shook my head as I felt tears pour from my eye's. I grabbed Candie hand and started to squeeze it. Her hand shook so badly.

"Anyways, as we were saying. The Wright brothersーBut as you know them as Cj and Trey." He smirked. "They killed our Father and we are seeking revenge and you are involved in that plan. We all know that Cj not gonna let his sweet Kyla get kidnapped without him trying to be captain save a hoe."

"This ain't got shit to do with me!" I yelled out. "I don't even talk nor fuck with Cj anymore."

"Oh, you might not fuck with him anymore, but we all know you still love him. We all know you was gonna go back to him, so he can treat you like shit and cheat on you and have that baby with ole girl Brittney," Dominick spoke.

"But soon you'll be happy that we killed that piece of shit." Derrick snarled. Our eyes connected once again, but I turned away quickly. I heard him sigh before yelling to somebody to bring out the food.

Soon, a group of half dressed female walked in with plates of food. Mines was sat down right in front of me. I didn't realize I was hungry until my stomach started making tunes. I started to eat my food, and it tasted amazing. I looked over at Candie as she wolfed down her food.

"Don't be giving her that shit again." I growled, looking up at Dominick.

He smiled before looking back at me.

"If she likes it, I love it."

*~*~*~*

After breakfast, both Candie and I was taking to our room. As I sat on the bed, I couldn't help the tears that poured down me face. I just wished my Dad was here. Just to rock me and tell me everything was okay.

He's gone, been gone.

I just wish I never even left. I still could've been with Cj. Everything could've been perfect.

But nothing was perfect. Nothing was alright.

"Damn Kyla." I whispered to myself. I fucked up bad, I had to call Cj somehow to tell him what's up. I couldn't let these bastards kill my baby. Nope, not in this life. My head snapped up as the room door opened. Derrick slowly walked in making his way towards my bed.

"Get out!" I growled at him. This was his fault too.

"Kyla look... I'm sorry okay. I didn't want you involved in this, but my brother he's just an crazy motherfucker and you whatever he says I have to do." I rolled my eyes as I began to strip.

Derrick eye's racked my body as I made my way towards the bathroom. I closed the door and climbed into the shower....

******

Cutting the shower off I grabbed the big towel off and exit the bathroom. Derrick was sound asleep on my bed. I wanted to just choke him, or covered his face with a pillow and watch him struggle for air--But I couldn't.

I couldn't go and kill him, my feet wouldn't even move.

I was stuck.

I was hurt and shattered. It all seemed like my fault. Then it came back to Cj, I should've never left him. My baby. No matter what I should've stayed by his side.

I climbed into bed next to Derrick. It seemed as when I looked at him....I seen Cj.

My Cj.

I had to somehow get in contact with him so that I can be next to him, kiss him and cuddle him. I stroked the side of Derricks face feeling the newly grown hairs indicating that he haven't shaved in a while.

I sighed as I let the tears roll onto my pillow. I scooted closer to Derricks body and pulled his arms around me hoping, just hoping this was all a dream. ....

*Sorry it's short... I know I'm slipping.*

And like I said forgive me for not updating like I should... I was stuck for so long.

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