FAST FORWARD 2 YEARS:
I am in Florida, at this club in Miami dancing with this guy who's name I don't even know, or care to for that matter. I've taken a couple shots of some Bacardi, but I feel funny. I walk away from him and head to the bathroom. My face is hot and I am so tired. I black out. When I come to I am in a trunk. The car is moving, I can feel the dips in the road as they drive. I am panicking. *Is this how I die??* I feel my clothes and then my vagina. I don't feel violated, nothing hurts but my head. I calm myself down. *THE PHONE!!* I pull the phone Dreux gave me out of my bra and dial the number. *FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DREUX PICK UP!!!!* He answers after 3 rings. "Illianà what's wrong??* He is angry I can tell. This makes my voice crack "Someone is taking me. Im in a trunk." He explodes. "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!!" I can hear the worry in his voice and it makes me cry.
I had forgotten his voice. Forgot how good he sounds. He is worried and I can tell. He is yelling at someone in the background about tracking my phone. "I WILL FIND YOU. YOU HEAR ME ILLIANÀ, I WILL ALWAYS FIND YOU. Don't hang up do you hear me. No matter what you do, don't hang up." I am crying full out now. "Dreux..I'm scared. I think someone drugged me. They slipped something in my drink.." There is more yelling in his background. "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU AT MII. WHY THE FUCK DOES IT SAY THE PHONE IS IN FLORIDA??" I bite my lip "..Because I am here.." He is pissed at me now. "YOU CAME TO FLORIDA AND DIDNT FUCKING TELL ME. I WOULD HAVE MADE YOU STAY HERE. WHAT THE FUCK ILLIANÀ!! WHY WOULD YOU COME HERE AND NOT SAY SHIT!! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN HERE??" I am gnawing on my lip. "Two weeks..I was suppose to leave tomorrow.." He is beyond pissed now. "YOUR ASS HAS BEEN HERE FOR TWO FUCKING WEEKS AND YOU WERE GONNA LEAVE AND NOT SAY SHIT TO ME!! What the fuck Mii. I should beat your ass." The car comes to a stop. "DREUX THE CAR STOPPED. THEY ARE COMING TO GET ME!!"
The trunk opens abruptly and I scream. "YOU LITTLE BITCH WHERE THE FUCK YOU GET ANOTHER PHONE FROM." He slaps me and crushes the phone under his boot. "YOU LITTLE BITCH WHO THE FUCK DID YOU CALL?? DREUX?? PLIES??" Thats when it dawns on me that I know that voice. It's Jays voice. He lifts me out the trunk with one arm and then slaps me with his other hand. "I'm gonna teach your ass a lesson today. That is the last time you cross me bitch." He punches me in the face and I hit the ground hard. He grabs my ankle and drags me into the woods to a cabin. He pushes me onto a bed and then rips off my clothes. I knee him in his dick and run. He grabs me by my hair and tosses me on the floor. "You are gonna regret that you bougie ass bitch."
I didn't like the way that sounded. He handcuffed my hands and tied them to the headboard. He tied each of my legs to a bedpost. He takes off his shirt and I knew what he was doing. He was going to rape me. I struggled against the ropes. I screamed at the top of my lungs. He punched me in the face again and then taped my mouth shut. He pulled down his drawers and then stuck himself inside me. It hurt so much. I had tears streaming down my face. He raped me for what felt like hours. He kept cumming on me and inside of me. I just cried. I felt so violated. He raped me. Over and over. I just wanted to die. He wrapped his hand around my neck and squeezed. I couldn't breathe, there was no air in my lungs. I closed my eyes and waited for death to come. Then something exploded.
The door busted opened and I heard gunshots. I didn't dare open my eyes. I just knew I was next. I felt the rope slacken and I could feel someone standing over me. Without opening my eyes I swung my still handcuffed hands at them. "FUCK MII!! What the fuck you do that for!!" It was Dreux's voice. I opened my eyes. He was rubbing his head. I have never been so happy to see his beautiful face in my life. He untapped my mouth and cut the ropes off my legs. "SOMEONE BRING ME SOME FUCKING PLIERS!!" He yelled then he scooped me into his arms. I lifted my arms over his head and he stuck his head through them. He kisses my forehead. Then my cheeks. "Mamii I am so sorry. You were two hours away from me. I am so sorry." Someone walks in with pliers. "Drop them an get out." They do as he says. He sits me down and cuts the cuffs off my wrists. He takes the cover and wipes my body off. He then takes off his jacket and shirt and puts them on me. He picks me back up and carries me out to where cars await. "Cut that nigga up and burn this place to the grown. NOW." He lays me in the passenger seat, hops in the driver's seat and takes off....
