On The Run

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"Shut up little girl!" I slapped the young child across her face causing her to only cry more.

I hate children with a passion. I don't even know why I have one of my own.

"Maryah, do you have the needles? I'm tired of this little bitch whining.

"Nooo. Me no like needles!" the little girl next to Kyla sobbed.

"Didn't I say Shut up?!" I struck both of them across the face once more just for fun.

They sobbed. Maryah grabbed the needles from my husband and filled them with a solution that would knock them out for at least 3 hours..That's all the time we would need to fulfill our task.

"Why You no like us? We no Do nofing Wong. I want my mommy. Can I go home pwease?" Kalani asked so nicely.

She's a cutie but I gotta do my job.

"You will never see your mommy again." I coldly stated.

"I'm going out with J for the night. We will be back tomorrow" Maryah said grabbing her Keys while J went to the car.

"Ok whatever."

After they left I got up and Sat on the couch. Now that they are gone, I can't perform the task.

Kyla

Me and Nani been here a long time. They mean and scawy. Miss Mawyah doesn't like me bewause I my mommy daufer. Nani cwies awot. She miss her daddy. I no know my daddy but mommy said he a meanie. Auntie Erica a meanie too. She hit me and Nani a lot.

i miss my mommy. I wanna go home. My hands behind me stuck to somefing. Maybe if I pull weally hawd, I can get out.

Auntie Erica now sleep on couch. I hope she no wake up. I pulled hard at the things around my wrists. it huwt. My mommy always told me to push frew (through) the pain so I do that. I tugged and tugged until it came off! My hands fwee! I did my happy dance. Now me have to help Nani.

"Nani stop cwying so I can help wou".

I rubbed her back so she could stop cwying. She weally miss her daddy.

"It's Otay Nani. We find yo daddy when we fwee."

She sniffed while I twy to break her fwee. I walk to the over (other) side of room so I could find something big to break it. I found a bwown long thingy that look like the thingies on Bob da builder. it was weally heavy. I pushed it hard so I could dwop it on Nani chain thingies. She looked scawed.

"It's Otay Nani me no hurt wou. We best fwiends."

Mommy told me best friends never hurt each over (other). I pick up the thingie and dropped it on the chains. Nani fwee!I was happy but Nani eyes got weally big. I turn awound and Auntie Erica was over me with a big knife. I kicked her leg as hard as I could. She scweamed. I grabbed Nani hand and we ran weally fast to the door. Auntie Erica ran aftew us but she too slow. She fat. It was sunny outside but we no know whea to go now.

"Kyla. I scawed. What if we nevew find home." Nani started cwying again.

"It's Otay Nani. We be ok. I got wou." I grab her hand tightew as we walk to find home.

Maryah

We walked into the house and saw Erica on the couch sleep. This bitch was supposed to be watching the kids but instead she falls asleep!

"The kids are gone!!" J screamed. I ran to him.

"What the fuck do you mean gone?!"

"The chains are broke. They are gone!"

I slapped the Shit outta Erica. "Bitch I told you to watch them! Wake the fuck up! Jerrod I told you she can't do shit! We must kill her!"

"Fuck no she's my wife!"

"Then I kill you both".

Kalani

"Maurice."

"Wassup?" he answered while wrapping his arm around me tighter.

"I wanna know your story. Why are you the man you are today. I wanna get to know you more."

We were now laying on the grass, side by side, in a field. The sunset was beautiful. All types of flowers were sprouting out the ground. The view was honestly breath taking. I could literally stay here forever. Maurice said he comes here when he wants to clear his head.

"Well I had a sister, she was murdered when I was 10. She didn't hang out with the right people and she owed some people some money so they killed her. My dad is in jail for domestic violence charges. He used to beat me..." his voice trailed off like he was about to cry.

I rubbed his back gently, "You can stop if you want."

"Nah, I've never told anybody about this....I wanna tell you. It started when I was 3. He used to get drunk a lot and since my mom and sister lived in a different house, I was always with him. He would yell and scream for me to fix him bear. One time he.....he made me walk on beer bottle glass. I still have the cuts on my feet. He used to bring his buddies over and....I don't want to talk about it anymore."

He began to get up but I pulled him down.

"Just relax. Stay here. I'm not going to work tonight. I wanna stay here with you....please".

"Ok baby....I mean Bella."

I struggled to hide my blush but it was no use.

While I was laying on the grass I didn't realise that Maurice was making a chain out of flowers until he put it on.

"Look Bella. I'm twoooo chaaaaainzzz (2 Chainz Voice)," he blurted out standing in front of me trying to act like a rapper. This nigga.

"Nigga you look real fruity with them flower chains around your neck."

"Bish whet? These is gold chains boo boo. Get it straight boo," he flipped his imaginary weave and rolled his eyes.

"Ok Mauricia. You go girl."

He chuckled before flipping his weave once again and going to the car. He came back with some board games and card games.

"Let the battle begin!"

(2 hours later)

We had just got done playing a bunch of games with Maurice like hot hands, Uno, Connect Four, Go Fish, I Declare War, Thumb War, Checkers. You name it, we played it. Maurice had a blanket under us and a small cover over us. This was so comfortable.

It's dark outside. The moon is shining down on us. The stars are bright. The night air is just the right Temperature. Nothing could compare to this.

Maurice was dozing off beside me while I was in his arms again on my phone.

"Turn around and face me," Maurice's warm breath on my neck sent chills all over my body.

I turned around. His face was close to mine. Real close. He was staring deep into my eyes.I stared back in his. His big brown orbs stared into my soul, my heart.

Chest to Chest.

Nose to nose.

I could feel his body heat brushing against mine. His large hands slid across my cheek and to the back of my head. My face was now clear of hair. His lips moved closer to mine. I was frozen. I couldn't move even if I wanted to. I wanted this. I needed this feeling. This moment. I want him.

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