(3 more years pass) *yn is 24 years old*
Jamal: Monica I need you to head down to the store and get some cigs and some beer
Monica: o okay
You grab the money and headed out the door. You couldn't do anything about running away because you wanted to head straight home but you don't know where to go from here. You went into the drug store got the cigs and the beer and headed for the cash register.
(Chres POV)
I came down to Maryland to visit my family and I hope that Yn is okay, but she's probably dead some where. My love is gone forever. *silence* I'm gonna head into this drug store before I head down to see them.
Monica: excuse me where am I *asked the cashier*
Cashier: you are in Maryland ma'am
Monica: oh okay how far is it from (where ever you live)
Cashier: oh I don't know ma'am sorry
Monica: oh umm thank you
You turned around and stopped.
(Yn POV)
Is it....no it can't be...it is!!! OMG!!
Chres: wassup my man *says what ever he wanted from the store*
You couldn't believe your eyes that you dropped everything and the beers exploded on the ground.
Chres: oh snap! ummm you okay here let me help you
Monica: oh no! umm I got it its my fault with my cultsy self *moves hair from face so that he will recognize you*
Chres: here you g- *looks up at you*
You.....look......familiar
Monica: i do? *smiles*
Chres: have we met before?
(Yn POV)
He he has forgotten about me
Monica: it's me! chres it's me!
Chres: I don't know a me but nice to meet you even though it's creepy how you know my name
Monica: *tears up* is there a way we can talk more
Chres: ummm sure....here is my number 357-657-3245
Monica: okay thanks
He helps pay for the beer and cigs and you both went your separate ways.
Chres (POV)
She really does look familiar I just can't tell if I know her from some where but I hope she texts me or calls me cause she is very beautiful.
Yn (POV)
I ran back to the house hoping that Jamal didn't think I tried to runaway cause he probably will kill me this time. I walk in and he's sitting on the couch staring at me. I was scared out of my mind.
Jamal: what took you so long
Monica: th-the l-line was long
Jamal: bitch I know damn well barely anybody was in that damn drug store. Now I asked you a question
Monica: I'm sorry
Jamal: *takes off his belt* basement
You walk down to the basement and he closes the door.
Smack! smack! Ahhhh! smack! ahhh! smack! smack! smack! Ahhh!
