Permanent Scars

13.

( WARNING ⚠️ : THIS IS A VERY VIOLENT CHAPTER JUST LETTING YALL KNOW )

Ayanna Watson

Once I had waken up , I was in a completely dark room. The only light that was coming in was from this little lamp like that plugged up in the car. It looked like we was in a big ass warehouse.

My head was pounding and my legs were sore. I slowly looked down seeing that I was tied up to a chair and my legs were tied together. I instantly went into panic mode.

" HELP ! " I screamed out trying to kick my legs. That was the worst thing I could have done , seconds later both Jania and Malik came running over to where I was. They turned the lights on and look directly at me both laughing.

" Y'all are sick as fuck and I hope y'all both rot in hell." SLAP. Malik had came over to me slapping me dead in my face. I bit down onto my lip to keep from crying...it was working for now. I couldn't show no signs of weakness.

" Your a bitch. A sad ass bitch who can't get no pussy and your mad about it." I spat him watching him frown up his face he raised his hand back to slap me again but Jania stopped him.

" Stop! We gotta save that  for when Kentrell gets here." She chuckled and turned her against attention back towards me. I swear if looks could kill we would both be dead.

" You a stupid bitch...if you thought you was gone walk away peacefully after what you did to me." She shot at me walking up to me and kicked me directly in my stomach causing me to groan aloud in pain. The chair I was tied up to had fell back leaving me in the chair upside down. 

She came up to me once more before snatching the chair up with me in it. She raised her hand and slapped me in my face with the butt of the gun she was holding. I could feel blood starting to trickle from my lips.

She went to kick me again but Malik grabbed her pulling her back.

" Ight that's enough ! " He shouted at her holding her hands behind her back. He started to pull her out the room slamming the door behind them.

As soon as the door shut , I busted out into tears. I was getting beat , I was freezing to death , and in pain. I couldn't do nothing but pray and beg God to spare my life.

" Please god...please just get me out of here." I cried out lowly to myself shutting my eyes.

Kentrell Gaulden

" Say' mane Mar wake the fuck up. It's important mane. " I screamed into the phone for the 25th time since I got on this Jet. My heart was beating fast as hell and I was beyond nervous. About two hours ago I had got a text message.

It was from a Unknown Number. They sent me pictures of Ayanna. She was tied up to the chair , she looked unconscious, and her face n body was bruised up.

I had been tryna get in contact with Jamar since I got on the jet and this nigga did not wanna answer. Yea' I get the nigga was 3 hours ahead but he need to wake his ass tf up.

" Calm down Trell' we gone handle that." Three spoke at me as he sat across from me on the jet. I had to cancel my next couple of shows to handle this , and I had no problem with it. As long as I got Yanna.

As long as Ayanna was straight , we was gone be good. I looked up at him and shook my head looking back anxiously shaking my foot.

" You get in contact with Mar' yet ? " TeeLee asked as she came out the bathroom rubbing her hands together and sat down beside Three.