My Boyfriend's Sexy Bestfriend

17- More than I can bear

Lamentations 3:25

The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him

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I don't even know what day it is anymore, but I know it's been more than three days. I honestly couldn't count anymore. The only thing on my mind is someone finding me and saving me, feeding me, a nice long hot shower!

"You smell like shit." Andy said startling me since I hadn't noticed him come in.

You don't smell so nice yourself! I thought knowing better than to say it out loud and risk another beating. Or worse, another rape. But our wouldn't be long before he has his way with me again, he has been doing it everyday now, I feel so disgusting. I'm wallowing in my own feces, urine, and vomit.

Andy's while presence repulses me causing me to throw up repeatedly after he is done with me. The little did he gives me never lasts long. Yesterday it was a piece of bread with a grape, the day before it was an uncooked oatmeal packet.

Andy finished with me and went back upstairs leaving me to once again throw up my insides. But this time blood came up also, and thus continued for a whole five excruciating minutes.

I decided it was time, time to do something I haven't since I moved away from my mom. Pray. I closed my eyes which wasnt hard since Andy has beaten me up so bad my eyes were swollen halfway shut.

"Lord I have not been the best Christian lately. I have not gon to church or even picked up a bible in some years Lors and I know that isnt good.

But I am begging you Lord God to pleaaase get me out of this situation, with my life. I know you wouldnt put more on me than I can bear so I know you will get me out of here. Please Lord let someone find me and bring me to safety soon. I love you God, Amen."

When I was done praying I felt a little better about being found. My mom always said God can get you out of any problem if you believe in him. I guess I havent been believing lately.

I kept my aching eyes closed and went back to sleep.

Ethan

I got into my car and drove to another park, grabbing the flyers out of the passenger seat. For the past couple of days while it seemed like the police have been doing nothing I have been going around the city posting up and handing out flyers. It had Keyani's picture and physical features on it as well as Andrew's under SUSPECT just in case anyone has seen him.

I have also moved Keyani's mom into the house we stayed in. Since she doesn't live in Miami and I dont want her alone at some hotel/motel in this time. She has been helping me stay sane when all I want to do is find Andrew and murder him. We pray a lot and read the scripture. That has given me some hope also, especially the verse Lamentations 3:25.

I began handing out the flyers and stapeling them to bulletin boards and posts. When I ran out I walked back to the car and sat with my head against the steering wheel.

I know who did this, but its like nobody wants to help me. Why doesnt anybody care and have a heart in the world anymore. The love of my life and the fiber of being is probably beinf abused. I love her so much... God please let her be okay, please God let me or the police or somebody find her! I started thinking but ended up praying.

I let myself cry, why not, im allowed to right? Cry because the woman I love has been taken from me. Cry because the person who most likeley took her is the first suspect in the homocide of Kitty, whose body I was asked to identify two days ago. Mutilated and half recognizable. Damn right I was allowed to cry and im not to proud to shed tears in public either.

Zechariah 7:10

Conceptsand do not oppress the widow or the orphan, the stranger or the poor; and do not devise evil in your hearts against one another.

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