Tianna P.O.V
(One of the crip's cars, April 2, 2:17 am)
I squinted my eyes open, trying to see where the hell i was. Just a little while ago, i was walking to a store, then before i knew it, i was hit with something and fell to the ground.
"Aww, the little princess is up." Brianna said with a smirk.
I never liked that bald-headed bitch. She think everything is about her, with her head stuck up Kiesha's ass all the time.
"You better let me go."
I triend to move my hands but realized they were tied to the chair and so were my legs.
"What the hell!?" I nearly shouted.
"We'll let you go, IF you tell me where the hell is your boyfriend."
"Devaunte'?!" I questioned.
"Yes, Devaunte'." She mocked my voice.
"What do you think i look like? A moran?"
"Yes, i do. Now if your not then you will tell me where Devaunte' is so you can go.
"Hell no! Bitch, you think your lil stunt you pulled here is gonna make me tell you where Te' is? Im no rat and if you were in my situation i bet you wouldnt talk either."
"Well im not. And cute lil pet name. Too bad, we gotta end his life early."
"I wish you would even try."
"Oh yes i will try. And mark my words, it WILL happen. So just tell me where his ass is so we can get this shit over with."
"Good luck with that."
'Babe where the hell are you!'
"Call Dylan, tell him to get his ass here." She said to Kiesha, who was in the front seat.
"Iight." She responded.
"Well then, since you dont wanna tell us where he is, lets have a conversation shall we?"
I turned my head away in disgust and looked out into the dark streets.
She snapped my head back to face her, "look at me when im talking to you."
"Bitch! Dont put your dirty stank hands on me!"
"Oh really?" She lifted her eyebrows in fascination. She reached into her bag and pulled out a electricfyer tool.(This may not be a word, but the actual word wouldnt come to my mind, lol.) It had a black handle, with a red long sharp looking thing at attached to the handle.
My eyes widened. "What the fuck is that?"
"What the fuck does it look like?"
"Oh hell no! You touch me with that shit and its over."
"How will it be over when you are stuck to a fucking chair?"
I rolled my eyes.
"Now, what room is that bitch in?"
"What the hell you talking bout now?!"
She clicked the electricfyer on and touched my lower thigh with it.
I jumped up due to the pain the electricfyer brought with it. "DAMN!!! SHITTT!!"
"Now since you see how much it stings, will you tell me what i need to know?"
"No." I growled a little(lol.).
"Alright then. Imma ask you again, where is Devaunte' and what room is that bitch of yours in?"
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Marijuana Hearts
Teen FictionTianna: A hard-working skinny framed sexy 19 year old. Would do ANYTHING for her bestfriends or "Wifeys" as she calls them and her drug dealer boyfriend Devaunte' but when the shit hits the fan would she possibly take bullets for them too? Devaunte'...