Asphyxiation (SAMPLE) Prologue-Chapter 16

Chapter 9

It felt like forever before he called me.

“Hey Ma I’m on my way to my crib to get my clothes, I just clocked out.”

“Ok please be safe.”

“I will Boo, but what’s wrong you sound upset?” Damn ole dude scared me that bad.

“This man at the store scared the shit outta me. I felt that vibe that I get when I feel like I’m being watched-”

“Why you ain’t tell me that before? I need you to tell me shit like this for your well being.”

“Well I didn’t know I had to fuckin tell you everything that fuckin goes on with me. But since you wanna fuckin know the shit I ain’t start getting that feeling until yo ass came into my fuckin life.” I hung the phone up. I was heated. Who the fuck was he to tell me I needa tell him shit about my life. I pulled out my license to check my age because last time I checked I was grown. Exactly what I fuckin thought. I’m FUCKIN GROWN. I went to go get the stuff out of the car. My adrenaline was pumping so much I wasn’t even scared anymore. I got everything put away. I still can’t believe I spent over $300. I put my wine and ice cream in the freezer. I hope it was still good it melted quite a bit. My phone started ringing. I just let it go to voicemail because I already knew who it was. I should zap his ass again when he bring his black ass here. I got everything together so that I can cook dinner. I was deciding on how I wanted to make the steaks. I decided on making chicken fried steaks with the red beans and rice and potatoes. By the time I finished cooking and setting the table up someone was beating on my door. I opened it with my taser in hand so that I could get him again just because I was mad, but it wasn’t who I expected it to be. It was the tattooed dude from the store’s parking lot. Out of nowhere his fist hit my face and I blacked out.

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When I woke up my face felt swollen, I was lightheaded and all I could taste was blood. I couldn’t move my body.

“What the fuck is going on?” My head was pounding. I didn’t recognize my surroundings at all. So many questions ran through my head as I started to take in what was around me. “Where the fuck am I at?” No one was around but then I started to hear someone walking and talking. I guess they were on the phone.

“Yea man I got the bitch” I know this nigga did not just call me a bitch. Wait until I find out who this nigga is I’m jumping him after I zap and mace him in the eyeballs. “What you want me to do with her ass. She put up a fight I tell you that much so she not gone go out easy.” I don’t remember fighting him though. The last thing that I remember was his big ass fist in my face. Now I know I need to go into survival mode. This can’t be happening to me. Whoever the guy was on the phone with must have hung up because he wasn’t talking anymore. I did hear his feet coming closer and closer to the door. As soon as he opened the door I had a fit when he came into the room.

“FIRST OF ALL WHY THE FUCK DID YOU HAVE TO FUCKING PUNCH ME IN MY SHIT?! SECONDLY WHY YOU AIN’T JUST SNATCH ME LIKE A REGULAR FUCKING KIDNAPPER WHEN YOU HAD THE CHANCE IN THE PARKING LOT JACKASS!?!?” I was going to say something else but out of nowhere my face started to sting. He smacked me so hard and so fast I know my momma had to have felt it in her grave.

“Bitch shut the fuck up before I have to hit yo dumb ass again but instead imma pistol whip yo shit.” He raise his shirt up to show me his gun. He had tattoos all on his stomach too. His most noticeable piece was the portrait of Medusa. I kept my mouth closed. I need to figure out how the fuck I’m getting my ass out of this.