Dallas in mm.
Dallas' POV
"Hey princess." I heard a familiar voice say."Nothing, I'm just chilling." He said.
My eyes fluttered open as I saw Laquan. He gave me a sinister smile.
"Princess, Imma call you back." He told whoever was princess. I'm gonna guess it's Paris.
I groaned, feeling excruciating pain in my leg. I wanted to hold it, but I was tied to a chair.
"Hey buddy." He said smirking.
Speaking was not an option either, my mouth was taped.
"You remember this?" He asked showing me those videos of Paris and I from my phone.
I nodded.
*BAM*
He knocked me to the ground. I groaned.
He ripped the tape from my mouth.
"Argh!" I screamed. "You son of a bitch!"
"Nigga, you do realize that I can kill you at any given time, right?" He asked.
"I don't give a fuck. Ine gat nothing to live for, both my parents dead." I said with a bloody mouth.
He let out a chuckle. That chuckle turned into hysterical laughter.
I furrowed my eyebrows. The fuck is wrong with this nigga?
He got and electric drill and brought it to my wound.
"Bruh chill. Don't do it." I begged.
All I heard was the sound of the drill starting up and felt it tearing through my skin.
I screamed in pain. "Stop! Please stop, I'm sorry."
He stopped and laughed. "You ain't sorry yet. Yo Joshua!" He yelled.
I blinked away my tears to see a tall buff looking guy. He came closer and I saw that he was they gay guy that graduated from my school.
"Remember me?" He asked squatting to my level.
I didn't answer, I just stared at him. He looked so different. "I said do you remember me pussy!" He yelled slapping me.
"Yes, yes I remember you." I groaned.
"Remember when you asked me if I give or take?" He asked smiling.
I slowly nodded. Where he going with this?
"Well, you're gonna find out how well I GIVE." He said smirking.
My eyes widened as he stood up.
"Josh here watched the videos you recorded with my princess, turns out, he knows her." Laquan said patting Joshua on the back.
"And Josh here, Well, he's gonna recreate everything you did in those videos. If you run, he's gonna shoot you. But, just in case..."
*POW*
I yelled at the top of my lungs. This nigga shot me in my other leg.
"Stop bitching!" Joshua yelled slapping me twice.
"Sound familiar?" Laquan asked with a chuckle.
"Yeah, y'all have fun. Not too much fun tho, you crazy kids." He continued while laughing.
He left and Joshua untied me. "Take yuh clothes off" he told me.
"Bruh, I-."
*SLAP*
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Road to Happiness
Non-FictionParis is a 17 year old Senior from The Bahamas 🇧🇸❤️ . Suffered from depression and anxiety throughout her years and has made some dumb decisions. Let's see what the future holds for her. WARNING: Contains adult content and all that shit🤣