Whoever said 'preacher's kids are the worst' obviously haven't met Beyoncé Knowles or maybe they have because when the bad boy Shawn Carter aka Jay-z comes to town he turns this good girl into her parents worst nightmare. She starts falling for his...
You could still smell the stench of smoke from across the street, here at Haven-Rock motel and I didn't know why it became much more prevalent at night.
I moved down the dimly green-lit hallways until I got to the elevators that took me up to the lobby.
Tameka had her face buried in a gossip magazine and didn't bother to look up from it when I walked on by. She spoke: "Extra bed sheets needed in room 3b."
"Why didn't you let me know that before I came up here?"
"Probably because I didn't too long ago find out my goddamn self." She retorted as I headed back towards the elevator and down to the basement for more bedsheets. I grabbed a pile of folded ones from the supply closet then locked the door.
Turning on my heels I noticed two black trucks drive up in the parking lot from the surveillance cameras in the office room I was currently in, three men hopped out of them with their large guns.
I instantly dropped the bed sheets and raced upstairs with nothing but a switchblade. I knew it was no match for the gun-toting men, but it was better than going out there empty-handed.
"Tameka! Lock the doors!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "Lock the fucking doors, Ta-" I got up to the main floor. It was quiet. Nothing but a dripping sound was heard.
Tameka was no longer behind the front desk. I went over checking before grabbing the keys and racing over to lock the double glass doors that were the entryway inside the main building. Just as I was doing so a shadow appeared as Tameka smacked against the door with blood all over her. She then fell to the ground outside, taking her final breath.
A man stood not too far from her with his eyes now set on me.
I ran for my life up to the stairs and started banging on the doors of the motel rooms for someone to help. No one answered, so I charged forward into a vacant room and hid inside one of the closets holding my breath.
I heard a speaking voice that sounded like Ms. Prinsloo from room 3b. Then a loud bang then another and another. Finally, everything went quiet as I stood and sped over to the window.
"Shoot him!" the room door burst open and the man stood there, ordering his guys to kill me.
I felt the flesh tear from my limbs causing every part of me to burn as I fell through the glass window. And over the banister, until I was down in the parking lot.
Face against the cold hard ground.
I clawed the gravel and pulled myself forward trying to escape, but a sharp pain stabbed through me as the world as I knew it flashed before me. I felt my eyes getting heavier. With what little strength I mustered I flipped myself over and watched the moon for the last time tonight.
There in the darkest shade of blue stood a light beaming so brightly.
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