AMBER CROSS

Twelve.

PREVIOUSLY....

           DANNIE

  I pointed the gun towards her and closed my eyes before squeezing the trigger..  

A tear fell from my eyes as I watched her lump body lay in the hospital bed, her heart meter went flat lined and I knew a nurse or something was going to be in here soon.

I went towards the hospital window and tried to get it open but it wasn't budging. I started to panic, I needed to hurry before I got caught in the  act. I looked around the hospital room and grabbed an Vase and threw it at the window.

The glass shattered, I hurried and crawled myself out experiencing a long drop into some bushes below. I got myself up and dusted off. My leg had an excruciating pain going through it, I limped my way back to my car and started it up.

I drove off as fast as I could and pulled my phone out in the process and dialed Jasmine's number hoping she picked up.

                                                JASMINE

I awoke in a frantic not knowing where I was, I looked around and seen nothing but the hard floor around me and a window in the corner.

My eyes burned from all the tears that was coming out of them,I felt weak, and I couldn't feel my legs, I wondered how long I've been in here. 

I fiddled with the rope,I was gonna leave this basement sooner or later. Successfully I got the rope untied, I walked my already weak body towards the window and looked out.

It was a far drop but it was now or never. I had no choice creeping out the window. Suddenly I felt somebody tug at my damp shirt from all my sweat because it was extremely hot in here.

He grabbed my throat, by then I couldn't breathe. Sweat dripped from my forehead as he gripped my throat with so much force, I tried removing his hands but there was no use because he was 50 times stronger than me. I felt myself about to pass out, I closed my eyes and I was out like a light on the basement floor.

                                            AMBER

I was woken out my sleep by glass breaking downstairs. I grabbed my gun and slowly left my room. I seen two men conversing in the kitchen , I crept down the stairs trying not to be heard or seen.

I got close enough to make my shot, I shot one of them down as quick as I could and dashed for the door before the other one got to me.

Inches from the door he yanked me back, he banged my head on the floor causing me to go unconscious.

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1 Month Later..

Alone is what I felt for the pass month. A month ago I was taken from my home. Everyday they kept me locked in this room, laying on this hard floor with only a towel to cover up with.

I know my brothers have been searching for me all over the place and when they catch these dumbass niggas I hope they kill them.

I cried myself to sleep that recent night just so I don't keep in the pain that I held in for so long. My birthday was a week ago and the only thing I got was a lollipop wrapper.

They beat on me and touch on me in places that belongs to me. I knocked on the wall signaling them, Joe, one of the men who I don't know anything about came inside.

I told him I had to use the restroom, he escorted me to the restroom and stood outside the door as I used it, after I got done I opened up the sink cabinet and grabbed a bottle of pills I seen.

For a month now I contemplated on if I should just take my life or not. I often thought about Robin a lot and wondered if she was okay, if she had woken out of her coma yet and wondered why I wasn't around with her.

I've had suicidal thoughts when I was younger and even attempted it a few times but it never worked and here I was thinking about doing it again. I then thought about my brothers and how I know they are probably doing their best to find me.

I put the pills back and exited the restroom with ugly ass Joe right behind me, I thought fast and remembered when me and my brothers would take lessons when and if we were put in danger.

With a swift motion I turned around and kneed him in his dick before uppercutting him in the jaw, I hurried and snapped his neck and layed his body down quietly so I wouldn't be heard.

I tiptoed down the main hall. They never let me past the restroom so I had no idea what was this way at all. I kept going and hid as fast as I could as another guy walked towards a room where I heard a large amount of laughter coming from a lot of people.

It was guys and girl laughs. These people were having a good time while I am over here barely making it on my own two feet.

I walked towards the room and peaked in. I then noticed a face I thought I would never see again. 

My Dad.

Tears entered into my eyes. The last time I seen that bastard was about 6 years ago. He got locked up for getting his hands dirty a little too much. He handed the cartel down to me and my brothers before he was sent away.

Now im watching him laugh and giggle it up with people who probably tried to kill me. Anger started to build up in my chest and hurt as well. 

I looked down the hall and seen another guy with a big ass gun in his hand. I knew immediately I wanted what he had. I hid a little while.

I decided to do this fake cry for help.

"Help me! please..." I said loud enough for him to hear me but not the others. When he seen me an angry expression came on his face.

"Who the fuck let you out??" He asked storming his way towards me. As he got closer I shot him in the head with the gun I took from Joe, good thing this silencer was on it or I would have been fucked.

I picked up his big ass gun and seen it was a machine gun. With the only energy I had left I busted the door open and shot everyone in the room, until the only ones standing was me and my dad.

I looked in his eye and I could tell he could see the hatred I had for him.

By then it felt like the world stopped and it was only us two breathing..