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This story has a lot of violence, rape, and explicit language I'm telling a story about pain, hurt, and revenge so if you don't like it read another book. Enjoy💙

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March
Mexico, Tijuana
Thursday night

Sweetie James

I CAN'T BREATH but I know if I make an ounce of life I'm dead I mean I'm supposed to be dead but whatever they tried to do didn't work I don't know how much longer I can hold on and it's not because I'm buried in a hole full of dirt it's because what they did, what they all did I'll be lucky if I'm able to look at another man again what happened to me before me and if I get out of this all of them we be sorry.

"Is she dead ?I hear him mumble."

"Yea the bitch is dead."

"She was a interested one wasn't she thought she would of lasted longer."

"We all did but you never know kinda gonna miss the crazy bitch."

"I'm sure the hell not she gave me a run for my fucking money and mind you I don't get paid that much."

"Whatever let's get the fuck out of here I have business to take care of."

The two men walked away leaving Sweetie to riot one stopped and glanced over his shoulder waiting for movement but a seconds went by nothing he turned around and continue his journey back to the car having a gut feeling this wasn't over.

Sweetie held here breath and closed her eyes tight to pray not to God but to her mother to heal her pain because there was no God not anymore he watched as she cried, he watched as she screamed and did nothing to save her so from here on now God doesn't exist.

I waited patiently as there voices and there engines faded slowly as soon as I didn't hear nothing but the leaves blowing i stuck my hands in the dirt and dug like my life depended on it and it did I dug and dug until my head was pushing to the surface as soon as my head was free I nearly fainted from releasing my breath.

I coughed up dirt and blood crying out my everything, screaming at myself for putting myself in this situation and promising myself that everyone will feel my wrath that Sweetie before is long gone any emotional I ever felt is gone you want to see pain I will show you pain.

But if you're gonna see why I feel like this I'm gonna have to take you back to where all this started when all this begin how I ruined me how they ruined me

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