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*The Next Day*

Today was the day. Today was the day of the first & soon to be annual purge. Nahmir's face has healed, not much but good enough.

We aren't in Alabama anymore. We were far out, we actually encountered with the three psychos again. They were watching us pack & leave.

I'm sure when we get back, my house & their house it's going to be broken into. Just right now we're in the car, leaving, prolly going to the middle of nowhere to hide out for 12 hours.

"You okay baby?" I say continuing to play in Nahmir's dread while he lays on my chest.

"mmhm." He mumbles. He says it's hard for him to speak because his face is sore & he doesn't want to stretch it.

Police went searching for the 3 men but every time the came around, no one wanted to show up. I rub up & down his back, kissing his forehead. He lifts up poking out his lips pecking mine & lays back down going to sleep silently.

Cordae & Jay, were the ones driving. Cordae drove in his jeep while Jay drove for us. He was mainly silent, I mean it's a sick situation.

"Is he good?" Jay asks glancing at us then forward again. "Mmhm, he's fine." I say feeling myself get tired. "Jay if you need me to drive, just wake me up, we can switch turns."

He laughs. "nah, go to sleep. I got it. Want me to sing you a lullaby?" I laugh back.

"lmao, sure" He nods. "I still see your sHaDowS iN mY rOoM cAnT tAkE back ThE LovE DaT I GaVe Yo-"

"mmm shut up!" Nahmir whines kicking his foot against his chair. We just laugh it off as he continues to drive.

















































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