Chapter 2

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Jasmine's POV

  Dang, that's my bestfriend! What am i supposed to do? How do i save her without killing myself?? Quickly i looked around and couldnt find anything. That's when i saw Chris was wearing a long sleeved sweetshirt. "Give me that sweatshirt," i said holding my hand out. "What!?' he looked at me crazy. "Just give me the sweatshirt! i have a plan dummy!" He handed me his sweatshirt and i threw it to her. "Grab on to the sweatshirt Miyah," i told her. I couldnt really see because there was a foul smell which caused me to duck my head and hide my nose. I could tell she gripped the sweatshirt because she kinda pulled it.

  With all the strength i had in my body, I tried to pull her. Jeez, what does she eat!? Anyways, i finally pulled her completely out and she was just laying there. I fell to my knees next to her. "Miyah?! Miyah can you hear me?" i asked shaking her. "Wait, dont shake her. She'll come back," Chris pulled me away.

  While sitting there waiting, i looked around and decided to stand. I wonder if there's any food. "Do you think they'll feed us?" i asked Chris. "I hope so. Maybe, they wont try to kill us too soon," he said playing with the curls in his hair. "Smh, too late for that buddy," i said pacing back and forth. "Where am I?" we heard a faint voice say. Turning around, i saw Miyah sitting up. "Miyah!" i hugged her tight. "Dont die on me yet girl!" I said while standing.

  "We need a plan to get out of this jail of a house. And a plan to survive," Chris said. "Shhh," i told him. "Fah what!? They got cameras everywhere Jasmine. Ain't no point in trynna whisper, they gone hear us either way," he told me as he was getting frustrated. "Alright, dang bruh, calm down," i said.

  "Maybe we should just keep walking and see how far that gets us," Miyah said rubbing her head. "Yeah, I agree with her," Chris said. "Fine, lets go den," I said. Miyah rose to her feet and we were on our way. Chris went in front of us since we forced him to.

Miyah's POV

I felt a little uneasy, but i knew i had to fight it. They were not about to kill me off this early, this is WAR. As i was walking behind Chris, i heard voices. One thing.. i know im not crazy. Im fully woke. For a moment, i just decided to ignore what i heard and keep walking. Then i heard it again. "Huh?" i said. Jasmine and Chris looked at me. "Who are you talkin to?" Chris asked me with that confused look he always got. "Nothing, i just thought i heard something," i said. I shook it off and continued on my way. "Help me...Help me Miyah, you can help me..save me Miyah..Miyah," the voice kept repeating that.

Suddenly i felt something poke me in the back. I turned around and nothing was there. "I think something wrong with her," jasmine said pointing at me. "Nothing wrong with me, okay. I hear a voice and its following me. I know im not going crazy," I said to her. "Just a lil bit," Chris said using his fingers to show how much. "No.." Then i heard it again. "Walk Miyah. Follow my voice Miyah," the voice told me. I walked past them and followed what i heard. Then there was a slight giggle and a little girl peeked her head out of a door and then slammed it shut. Tightly putting my hand around the door knob, i tried to open it, i guess it was locked. I hit the door in frustration and it opened.

There before me was a table.. a table filled with food. "Mi-.." Jasmine was about to yell before she saw all the food. "Oh my God...its food!" she yelled and ran to the table. She quickly began stuffing her mouth with differnt kinds of candy, bread, pastas and everything else you could think of. The only thing that went through my mind was....Where is the little girl?? 

TBC.. :) Comment and tell me how you like it! Stay tuned for moreee...byeee

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