I was listening to Lil Boosie "Show The World" when I saw this black Cadillac pull up and I saw a hand shake hands with some young boy. I know that only meant one thing, that young boy just bought some drugs, I really didn't care, I knew moving to the Bronx would be something like this, especially when you live close by the Gutta side. When I realized I was staring too long, it was too late to look away, I already saw a man with a mask walking towards me. I knew if I ran I wouldn't get anywhere seeing as if this man was built and very tall with long toned legs, so he would definitely out run me & besides in those scary movies , when the girls run they get tortured more. There was a small hope in me that the masked guy really wasn't coming my way & maybe I was hallucinating. But when he made his way over to where I was, he said no words, he just swept me off my feet & put me across his back & walked back to the dark tinted Cadillac. He threw me in the back seat & still no words were said. I'm starting to think I'm dreaming now , like was I really was staring at you that bad that you had to kidnap me. I didn't even realize I was crying until his friend was telling him to tell me to shut up. To say I was crying was an understatement I was bawling my eyes out & it got louder with every mile we kept driving.
When the masked guy turned around, his mask was gone & it revealed his perfectly chiseled face & piercing dark brown eyes that seemed to reflect pain, & hurt. He turned around and gave me a look that if looks could kill, I know I'd definitely be dead, that's when I knew to shut up, or my life would really be in danger.
I remembered I had my phone on me & that I could call for help, but the minute the light of my phone flashed in the back seat, his friend turned around, grabbed the phone & threw it out the window. That was enough to make me go off.
"Bitch you don't pay my bills, Tf you doing throwing my phone out the window."
"You won't be needing that no more" He smirked, looking a little devious.
The man who had on the mask earlier told him to shut up & leave the "feds" alone.
When he said that I finally got it, they thought I was some kind of police officer or something. I chuckled at the thought , because the way I was staring at them in the park, it did look like I was on a mission.
I spoke up & said "If Y'all think I'm some kind of undercover police agent, then your wrong, I'm Just a normal female , who happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.
The mask man didn't say anything & the friend just laughed & said "Yeah right, & I'm a purple unicorn with 8 balls"
This nigga really got some big balls, just wait until I catch him off guard.
They pulled up at this old abandoned 5 story building. I didn't know what a coke house looked like, but if the insides were as luxurious as this I would've been had gotten an internship here. The insides were just like a regular bank office, except they had chandeliers all around & Greek paintings on the wall & even a water fall running down the sides of the walls, it was all so breath taking. That's when the double doors that led to the back of the building opened and that breath taking sight quickly went away & a horrible sight came to my eyes. There were females that had no clothes on sorting out weed & drugs, rooms with screams coming from them & then a long walkway that led to a office with multiple chairs, that looked like meetings were held in there. The man who was wearing the mask sat me in a chair & started asking my my name & who I worked for .
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Ambitious Love
Teen FictionJaniyah James Is A 18-Year Old College Graduate, from Miami Florida. When She Moves To New York For A Job Offer, She Crosses Paths With The Wrong Person. While Taking A Walk In The Park She Witnesses A Drug Deal Being Made. & What Happened Next Made...