CHAPTER 2

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Going in and out of consciousness Mah'Lissa felt the motion of the car stop and her weight lift as if someone was carrying her somewhere. The stench of the place had a foul odor. Lights flickered above her head and music played loudly from the end of the hall.

"C'mon help me tie her up!" She heard Mr. Mycoo saying to someone. Rope and tape were being applied to hold her in place on a hard damp chair. The swelling in her eyes partially blurred her vision. Shifting around trying to escape the mold was useless. The friction from her own movements was causing dry burns and tears at her skin.

"God please forgive me for my sins.. Forgive me for my wrongs... For those were mistakes and from those lessons I've learned... Please hear my crying call and take me home."

She repeated this prayer over and over again to her Lord.

(SMACK) -"Bitch shut up!... Nobody wanna hear that shit... Hoes don't go to heaven!" Trying to shake the pain she blinked and squeezed her eyelids for clarity.

("These lips can't wait to taste yo skin/Baby, Noo- ooh-No/ And these eyelids can't wait to see yo grin, ooo ooh babayy--")

A musical ringtone chimed in the distance. The same ringtone she used for when Derrick called.

"That's my phone!!!.... That's my phone!!!... DERRIIICCCKK....DERRICCK!!...... Answer call! --Answer call!" She yelled trying to connect with her phones voice recongnition.

"Connecting call" Siri rendered. And just then she see's three men standing before her. Mr. Mycoo and the two young thugs from earlier. The Dark-skinned one hit the end button on the call.

"This was a set up!... OMFG... How the fuck am I supposed to get outta here?... Who am I kidding?.... These guys gonna kill me"  More thoughts bombarded her mind.

Derrick:

"Damn where Mah'Lissa at?.... She taking mad long to bring back my blunt.... I'm calling, She not answering, Hanging up on me...Smh.. She must be out there cheating... I'm bout to go look for her ass... She straight blowin mines."

He tied up his laces and headed out the door......

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