"Myleen lets go you know King is outside" I said as she took pictures of my outfit.(in the mm) "Kiaya don't start wit me! I could care less if your lil boo thang is outside" I rolled my eyes and walked in my room. " At this point Myleen im about to leave you." Myleen started to get mad, " ight here I come, stop actin like a la puta" Yes me and Myleen, who is my sister, are afro- Cuban. So at this point I put on my vans and walk out on her. When I was about to close the car door all I see is a brown skin flash hop in the car. We all bust out laughin about her speed just so she wont miss a party.
(Skip the ride to the party)
We get there and as soon as I open the door all i smell is weed,liquor,and el burro. So I told Myleen she could go off went her lil friends and ill text her when its time to go. And i swear yall should have seen how happy she was. Me and King went and sat in the dining room to just talk and do what ever. So about thirty minutes into the party I went to get somethin to drink and when i tasted it i already knew what the someone spiked whatever that was. But me being a nice girlfriend I brought King a drink. As I sat down my stomach started to turn its like I knew some shit was about to go down, or maybe it was just the weird Kool-Aid. Then two minutes later I heard gun shots and they started right behind me and king. So out of instinct we both got to the ground. Out of fear I just acted like I was dead, King whispered for me to get under the table, so when the shooters weren't lookin i got under the table wit King. I just laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes praying that this would be over and Myleen is okay. About ten minutes of me listening to Kings heart beat slow down my phone vibrated in my pocket. I slowly took it out and seen it was Myleen texting me to see if I made it out. After five minutes of me trying to tell her to stop text me and dont try to call me so I wont get killed. But before things went down she was pretty hammered so I prayed that she didn't forget what I was texting her. After I sent my last text to her i just laid their and just breathed and tried to be calm. Then Myleen called my phone two minutes later, then i heard and felt gun shots go off in our directions. I heard King gasp and i felt something wet on my face. Then my fear settled in, King got shot. And ,my slow self screamed. They moved the chairs and grabbed my legs and dragged me from under the table. They all were staring hard at me and i was begging for them to nit kill me. And with that one in a deep voice said okay and then stuck something in my thigh. I slowly started to go in and out of it,then i went to sleep.
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ya girl,
Tyla
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Trapped
Non-FictionA night gone wrong , makes a young teenager have to grow up quicker then she thought.