Giovanni (urban)

Chicago

I was the only one in the streets as I walked home from work. I would run into a couple dope heads here and there but I never encountered anything too dangerous.

Chicago was known for its high crime rate. They called it chiraq because it reminded people of Iraq. Bodies drop like flies down here and im trying to make it out before I become one of those bodies.

I always dreamed of moving to Florida or Atlanta or some shit. Somewhere where I could flourish and build my clothing brand. It was called Giovanni urban and elegant.

I already had some shirts and hats made for a test run and people loved them so far. I can already tell that my shit gonna be the hottest out. A girl can dream you know but my dream coming true and I'm doing it on my own at 19 with minimum wage checks.

The loud skirt sound of tires against the pavement shook me out of my thoughts and I turned around to see a car driving quickly up the street.

My gut was telling me to run but my feet and body were slow in reacting. The car came to a stop pulling in front of me and a man in a mask got out pointing a pistol at me.

"Get in the car bitch"

In shock I stood there this only frustrated him and he fired a shot off at me making me duck.

"Get in the fucking car" he said as he approached me and pulled me by the arm forcing me in the backseat of his car.

" no please stop what are you doing" I pleaded as he closed the door still holding me at gun point until he got into the drivers seat.

The masked man floored the gas making my head smack against the seat. I held my head in pain as I had hit a metal piece that was sticking out of the seat.

I looked down at my hand only to see them covered in blood. I had bust my head open.

"What is your name?" He said unexpectedly making me jump.

I was angry at this point I didn't want this nigga saying shit to me. I was ready to kill him.

" bitch fuck you" I yelled

He pulled the gun out and pointed it at me.

"What is your name?" He said sternly

"Giovanni" I said

He kept his eyes on the road so I couldn't exactly tell his facial expressions but his whole body was tense and his hands were tightened on the stirring wheel.

"You wanna know why I took you don't you?" He said in a low toned but deep voice

"Why did you take me" I said angrily

"Ever heard of sex trafficking" he said

My eyes widened. I will not be sold into sex trafficking . I began kicking and trying to open the doors trying to get out. There were no visible locks on the door but it was locked.

I began kicking the window causing it to shatter.

"STOP!" The masked man yelled pointing the gun at me. The car swerved as the mask man tried to keep control.

The back windshield shattered as a shot went off causing me to freeze in my tracks. The gun shot was so loud it shook my skull. I cringed in pain as my head and ears throbbed.

The car came to a stop and the masked man reached back and grabbed me by my throat placing the gun to my temple.

"I will blow your fucking head off next time you try some shit like that again bitch" he said aggressively in my ear while choking the life out of me.

He let me go roughly pushing my head away from him before he got back into the drivers seat and continued on driving.

I sat still in pain as I bled from the slit in my head wondering why and how in the hell this is happening to me.

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