Part 9

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Ty points the gun downwards while saying, "both of y'all on your knees now." We both obeyed with our hands up. Sha goes in the bed room and comes out with duct tape and bind our hands and cover our faces with black bags. Ty drags a chair in front of Steven and I and takes a seat. "You know Mari, when I flew to Texas to see you, and you rejected me I knew it would be hard to get you back. But you was always such a good girl always did what daddy said."
I hear the chair scoot back and footsteps coming towards me that became heaver every second. Ty squats down in front of me and pulls my hood off. " See babygirl, Ive been watching you before you even popped up at my house that night after Beale street." When he mentioned that night I instantly began to think " How did sha get me here ? What happened that night?" My eyes widen as my anxiety began to kick in. Now Ty's enjoying himself.
"You thought you was gonna just leave a move on and give my prize possession away? Nah see I though I had enough the first time around but I had to come back for more."
What the hell is he talking about

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                    Nesha

After I got out the car and ran Nesha stayed with her head down trying to prevent from being hit with a stray bullet. Once the gunshots stopped she immediately drove off after realizing she left me but then she thought about it. knowing she had to get some proatection before she gets to ty house, Nesha starts to head for home praying her daddy keeps his Glock in the same place it's always been. She parks few houses down from hers and decided to enter the house from the backyard Incase someone was watching.
She calls my phone 📲 no answer. Then she shoots a text "I'm coming Mari I'm coming."
She puts her dad gun into her backpack grabbed a pocket knife and put it in her sock. As she headed for the door she could hear a car door slam from outside. "Damn I hope that's not daddy" she thought to herself. She quickly made it to the back door and turned to lock the door when she felt cold hands cover her face and grip her throat.
"Don't make a fucking sound or ill kill you right here" the unfamiliar voice whispered into her ear.

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