AMBER CROSS

Fifteen.

JASMINE
I knew for a fact nobody was looking for me. I mean, Who would? I've fucked over everyone who was down for me, they're probably wishing I was dead by now.

There isn't no telling how long I've been away but my stomach is probably eating my back at this very moment because I feel like I haven't eaten for days. Or weeks.

He came back inside the basement and threw a towel at me and sat a Bucket of water next to me with some clean clothes. For some who don't know, " He " was this old chick I use to run round name Jason.

If I could go back i'd remember like It was yesterday..
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| New York~43Jones Park. |

"Jasmine Get the work done, I'm not paying you for no reason!" Jason Said snapping at me.

Me and The boys he hired were stealing as much money as we could from this rich ass man named Clint Eastwood. He was a popular Rich man in the city of New York.

This was probably the biggest lick I could have hit especially on my first run.

"Hurry up hurry up! we don't have time, 12 could pull up any second now." Jason rushed.

"Sit down bitch! don't you make any sudden moves or i'll shoot this muthafucka' off in yo head" He screamed to an elderly white woman.

I was all too new to this. Sirens started filling the outside and those Blue and Red lights shadowed the Graffiti walls on 43 and jones.

"Shit!" Jason covered his face with his mask and  hurried out of the office. Me and the others scattered off along with him with bags of cash dangling from our shoulders.

We were halfway through the door along with Jason until Two police officers gunned him down and put him in handcuffs.

"My kids! just let me call my kids Man!" he yelled. New york's Cold weather whipped across my face causing my nose to run.

Hoping they didn't see me I hurried and ran down the sidewalk bumping people in the process.

"Ma'am stop right there!" I heard a police officer yell. I ignored him and kept going.

I don't when I'm going to see Jason again but I know if I do.. he'd be on my ass.

Until then.. I'm going to use this money to start my own Cartel down In Miami..Shit, Gotta start somewhere.

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I'm not surprised he's back. Afterall I took all the money and ran with it while he spent years in the Pen missing out on the freeness of life.

"You wanna know something?" he asked me. I just stared at the clothes beside me because I so badly wanted to snatch them and put them on, I hate this shit. But i was Thankful.

"Bitch answer me when I'm talking." He snapped. I hate this man's whole family to be honest. They all could put all five of my dicks in their mouth for all I fuckin care.

"Nah I don't want to know anything from you." I said in response. His eyes twitched and before i knew it he had striked me across my face.

"You really shouldn't act disrespectful with me right now considering the fact your life is in my hands & no longer in Gods." he said angrily.

I sat quiet. He stood up and handed me the clothes. "Put them on." He left out of the basement.

I need to find a way to get out of here before I really die.. nobody knows this man like I do, he's evil. He'll kill anyone without remorse.

I grabbed the clothes and tried with all of my strength to stand up again, i pulled the sweater over my head and the jogging pants up above my waist.

A few minutes later he came back in and grabbed my arm with a firm grip and we walked shoulder to shoulder until we got outside. The sun's brightness blinded my vision and caused me to squint my eyes.

Before I knew it he through me in the back of a truck. I screamed in agony from hitting my head. I gave him an angrily glare.

"Bitch don't look at me, yo clumsy ass should have ducked. Not my problem nor will I make it mine. You'll live, for now." He said smirking.

He jumped in the drivers seat and hurried and pulled off before I got a chance to get a good description of where I was. We drove in silence, and I feel like my days have come to its fair count.

Im going to die real soon, but i'm not even afraid anymore. I was going to make sure I killed him first. It would hurt Amber, but fuck her, that bitch hurt me first.

We stopped at Tony's Pizzaria, he turned and looked back at me, he rubbed his head before asking, "You want something?"

I was starving, and I could feel my stomach eating my lower back. I started to talk, "Yes i-" he cut me off,

"Bitch you ain't getting shit out of here, the fuck you thought this was? I was deadass joking. I don't like you like that to spend money on you."

He started laughing loudly and opened the car door and jumped out before slamming it causing me to jump. I hate this nigga, I should have killed him a long time ago.

I was still tied up, I looked forward to see his dumbass left the keys in the car. I scanned the perimeter of the car to see what I could find to get me out of this rope.

I seen a lighter in the door of the passenger seat. I struggled to reach it, the rope was causing my wrist to bruise, I could feel it. I still tried.

I seen him coming back out, I stretched farther before grabbing the lighter and hurrying back where he left me.

He opened the car door. The smell of pizza made my stomach growl of hunger.

"Mmm, Pepperoni is the best ain't it?" he said smiling. I mean mugged him.

I shuffled the lighter in my hand slowly where he can't see to get a perfect angle of it to burn this rope. I prayed we stopped somewhere or else he would smell the burning and I would be fucked.

We stopped next to a Black jeep with the windows tinted, I peeped just a little bit and seen about 5 people in the car. I focused my attention back to the rope.

I did it quick and carefully so I wouldn't fuck around and burn myself and the car. I felt the rope loosen giving me a sigh of relief. I felt the stinging feeling on my wrist from how tight it was.

3 females got inside of the car, One had a wig on that was halfway off of her head and her lip was busted while the others sat popping their gum.

Jason got back inside the car and looked at me through the rearview. I had no weapon but when he let me out, I was going to make my move.

I needed to get out of here.