"Nelle, baby . . . I need you to do Daddy a solid."
"Roman, no!" My mother cried.
"Shut up Janetta!" My father shouted, looking back at her.
The room fell silent. Everyone's eyes were now on me.
He crouched down in front of me, gaining my full attention, "You're going to have to go with these Men until Daddy comes to get you, okay?"
I nodded. Not fully understanding the reason as to why I had to leave with the strange Men dressed in black. He then stood, taking my hand into his, he slowly started walking towards the Men, his body slightly trembling with each step he took.
My mothers' sobs were heard from behind us as we seemed to be getting closer to them, looking back at her I simply smiled.
"Don't cry Mommy, I'll be back. I promise."
My fathers' tremble became vigorous, as we were now standing in front of the Men. His hands were no longer found wrapped in mine as he then resumed his previous position of crouching before me. Grabbing the side of my face in his hands, he gently whispered,
"Be a good girl for Daddy, Nelle. Do exactly as they say, okay?"
I nodded again.
After the brief exchange of words between me and my father, the rest of that night became a night I fought to forget, as my body was soon lifted into the air, and placed into the arms of many Men.
"It was a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Johnson."
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NELLE.
Romance"What happens when you ain't afraid no more Pharaoh, huh?! What happens then?!" I shouted, tears falling down my face. He paused before giving me an answer, his eyes softened once he saw my tears. "You thrive Nelle."
