Chapter 13: Love Affairs & Personal Vendettas Part 1

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Chapter 13: Love Affairs & Personal Vendettas Part 1

Wanda's P.O.V.

I've been in this basement of a different trap house that I'm not sure of the location. When leaving the first trap, they put me in the back of a black Cadillac and tied me up. They then blindfolded me and before I could ask what they were going to do to me, I was hit over the head with something and passed out. When I came to a few hours later, I was still blindfolded. I screamed and one of the workers said, "Shut the fuck up, hoe, " he removed my blindfold and in front of me stood a sloppy, fat, brown skin dude who looked as if he was just starting to grow his dreads. He licked his lips sloppily while staring at me and it made me gag.

I instantly looked at my surroundings and saw that I was handcuffed and tied to a wall by myself. It was four other people on the wall opposite of me tied up the same way I was. It was nothing down here except for a huge table with all kinds of weapons and things to torture people with. I finally looked down and saw that I was naked. No wonder this fat nigga was licking his lips. I already knew what he was about to do and there was no use in trying to fight him since I was tied up. I closed my eyes and tried to keep myself from throwing up when I felt his dry and rough hands rub on my breasts. I swear his hands were so rough, I'm surprised that he didn't cut my nipple and make it bleed.

I got raped eight times that night by three different niggas. The next night, one of the workers had taken a knife that was soaking in a bucket labeled "alcohol" the whole night and stabbed me in my left inner thigh, right next to my pussy. It burned like hell as he twisted the knife around in my wound. He pulled it out fast and roughly causing me to scream before punching me in the nose and cutting my face with the knife. I had a huge scar coming from the corner of my left eyebrow down to the bottom of my chin. He cut up my arms and then finally my chest. They weren't deep cuts like the one in my face and thigh but I was definitely bleeding. He then took the alcohol bucket and threw it at my face and also making sure he got the other spots too.

The third night they sent some girl down here with a bowl filled with sour milk, raw shrimp, onions, lettuce and I think Soy sauce. The girl force fed it to me and tried to make me swallow it but I threw it up all over my still naked body. The girl then picked up a glass of water to give to me and I sighed in relief. I was so thirsty. "Boss said you have to drink the whole thing," she told me. I nodded and opened my mouth for her to give it to me. Once the water touched my tongue, I spit it out in disgust. It tasted like shit! "Where'd you get that water from?" I asked her. "They said it's toilet water." I shook my head and looked at her. "Why are you doing this?" I asked her. "I'm paying off my sorry and now deceased ex-boyfriend's debt," she told me. "Sorry for your loss..." I said truthfully to her. "Don't be. I heard you not too far from death yourself," she said in between sniffles. She wiped her face and walked up the stairs.

Every day they did new and different things to me and I wished that they would just hurry up and kill me. Today they branded the other side of my face, my left arm, and stomach with "D$" for "Dyna$ty" and now they were getting ready to shave my head just for fun. "We 'bout to take you from beauty queen to Mr. Clean." one of the workers said as he plugged up a pair of clippers. "She ain't been a beauty queen since she started doing dope, " a familiar voice said from the top of the basement steps. I looked up and sighed in relief when Kendrick came into view. Maybe he'll realize that Annah bitch was tripping and he'll set me free, take me back, and either kill or divorce her. Either one is fine with me. "Give us a minute." He told the fat dude from the first night. He nodded and he and the other workers went upstairs.

"Kendrick! Thank God you came for me." I said to him with a bloody smile. He looked me up and down before laughing, causing my smile to disappear. "You threatened my wife, our kids, and her sister. Did you really think I cut my trip short to show you some mercy?" he asked me. I shook my head. "Baby, we can get past all that," I told him. "Nah, shorty. Ain't no getting past shit, love, " he said as he reached into his pants and pulled out his gun. My eyes grew wide as I saw him reload the clip and cock his gun. "Caine, you can't do this to me!" I yelled. "How come I can't?" he asked as he scratched his temple with his gun. "Because I love you and we belong together,"

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