𝐉𝐀𝐇𝐒𝐄𝐇 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 ; 𝐯𝐨𝐥.𝟐

.....

she answered.

JAHSEH

he laughed, turned around, as he figured she might be dead.

kilah started to get up slowly, feeling dizzy as she busted her head, the bleeding slowed down, as she mercifully crawling the phone, calling 911.

"911 what's your emergency?" the dispatcher spoke.

" can i get a police and ambulance here" she whimpered.

Jahseh heard her, running downstairs, snatching the phone, hanging up.

"don't call them!" jahseh yelled, snatching her up, pushing her in the bathroom, using a bookshelf to barricade the door.

"until you learn your lesson, your not coming out of there" jahseh smirked.

she whimpered, using a towel to hold the busted wound in her head as her nose was broken, lip was big and her hand and arms were swelling up.

Jahseh went upstairs, locking his door.

she looked around seeing if she had her phone....

she did, in her bra.

she called  911.

"911?" the dispatcher spoke.

"yes, im being abused and i feel like im gonna explode, because im swelling up and i feel dizzy" she whispered.

"ma'am, okay, what's the address" the dispatcher spoke.

"(make one up)" she whispered , feeling dizzy.

"okay, we're on the way stay in the line" the dispatcher said calmly.

she whimpered lowly, after a hot 10 minutes, i heard ambulance sounds, but...

she had slipped into a coma...

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