Being in an open public mall doesn't mean shit to Ricky. He grabs me by the front of my neck. This time it's strong and hard. "I told you! You Don't FUCKING LISTEN! Don't Lie TO ME!" He screamed.
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People walking pass view is blocked by Ricky's crew. "No....." I cried. I'm so terrified that I start crying and shaking uncontrollably. Ricky pushed me while still holding me by my neck up against the wall. I slide a little in attempt to loosen his grip, but he pushes me back up. I can't breathe and I can fill my face tightening.
"Who? Who did you see?" He asked.
"Stop....!" I cried.
"I'm going to ask you one more time...WHO?" Unable to take anymore pressure, I try to remove his hands. This only made it worse. "Don't touch me!" He said.
"WHO?" He screamed.
Still crying and unable to really vocalize, I said: "I...I...don't know his name. Security from the club!"
"FUCK!" Ricky screamed. Ricky released my neck and grabbed my arm rushing me through the mall and toward the parking garage. I can barely keep up but Ricky doesn't even slow down or pause.
When we make it to the truck, I'm literally pushed into the back seat. Everybody jumps in and pulls out immediate. I'm still trying to recover from his outburst in the mall. I'm holding my neck and crying. My neck is aching and throat is throbbing. I move as far over from Ricky as I can. He grabs my arm and pulls me next to him. "Sit the fuck down!" He yells.
"Boss, like I said she had to have said something. How else would they know!" Steve said. I'm hurting so bad, but I'm so fucking sick of Steve.
"How? How? I didn't know about the mall until after breakfast!" I yelled. "Fuck that! She told something!" Steve said.
"Just make sure we're not being followed. I don't want them at my house!" Ricky replied. Ricky looks over at me and grabs my face.
"Did you tell anybody where we were going to be?" With confidence, I looked at Ricky eye to eye.
"NO!" I responded. I can tell by his expression, that he believed me.
Still holding my face, he presses his lips into mine. "You fucking make me crazy!" He said. Nope, he's just crazy!
After circling the city to make sure we were not being followed, we finally make it back to Ricky's house. We step out of the truck and head inside the house. There is food laid out on the table. Ricky tells Steve to put my bags in the bedroom. He leads me into the dining area. It's actually really nice.
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