Trading Places

Chapter 4~ Hidden Secrets Revealed

Guys this is gonna be a good chapter but I am not saying anything else....... Enjoy u guys!!!>>>>>>>>>>

(Abandoned Warehouse 5:00 P.M. *Unknown P.O.V.*)

I smiled wickedly at my unconscious victim. My plan is being set into action. And for now it's going just as I suspected it would.

(Craig's House 5:30 P.M. *Tameka's P.O.V.*)

Mrs. Crippin was stressing her self out. She called the police, put out a Police Report for him, and an APB.... I helped her look too... She called a detective too.... When the detective left the police came. When they left Mrs. C. Wouldn't stop pacing or either crying.

Me: Mrs. C, calm down... We'll find him.... Don't worry.

Ray: Yea, M.C. Don't stress... Me and Tam will got out and look one more time for u, if u want? Izz will come wit us...

Mrs. C. : Alrite.... But be back before 7.

Both:*walkin to the door* Aight, Mrs C!!! See u later!!*walks out door*

We walked down the dark street looking for Craig as well as we headed for Issa's house. Issa is Ray's big brother.... Well, step brother... We arrived at his house but for some reason the door was unlocked so of being the dumb fucks we are we walked in. We saw that everything was alrite. But we heard someone adults talking and heard Izz laugh so we walked in the living room. We were greated by who I never thought would be in here....

Me: ...........................................

Ray: *jaw drops* I-Izz......... Y-You a-are i-in a g-gang?

Izz looked up from the money and looked at his brother guiltyly and sadly. He slowly nodded. Ray's bottom lip quivered. I kept my eyes on the man who was in the middle of the gang, holding most of the money...............................................................................................................................................

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my father......................................................

(Abondonded Old Schoolhouse 6:00 P.M. *Unknown P.O.V.*)

I really do not want to do this.... It's going to crush me inside along with her.... No one knows about this addiction of mine and my obsession.... I am addicted to love... Not just normal crush love. This is abusive love. All of my other girlfriends I've had in the past suffered from my addiction. If they won't love me back, I instantly kill them. I am the murder, assassin, and the serial killer America has been looking for since last year or the year before. But for the obsession part it's like the addiction but a little different. In the obsession I stalk my girls everywhere. I have to watch them. I have to stalk them. It's to satisfy me. And now she is my next victim.....

(Abandonded Warehouse 6:30 P.M. *Craig's P.O.V.*)

Ughhh............ My head was pounding and I tasted some blood on my lip. There was something dripping from my forehead. It was blood. I wiped it away with my sleeve. I looked around to see I was in an abandonded warehouse. I tried to get up but my legs were chained to the floor. I picked at them for a little while but gave up. The door opened and someone with a long black coat, wearing shades, and an oversized hat walked in with a girl (about my age) dressed in a long purple coat, with black shades on as well, and a purple and black snapback on at their side. I stared coldly at him as he came closer and closer to me.

???: Hello, Craig.

Me: How the hell do you know my name? And why am I here?

He chuckled and shook his head. He looked like he was about in his mid-20's. He had a smirk on his face that said he was trouble. I quickly looked away and turned to face the wall. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder.

???:*whispers in Craig's ear* You'll get your answers soon enough. The girl or friends aren't hurt.... Yet......

I sat there with my eyes widened facing the wall. He stood up and I heard their footsteps getting fainter and fainter when they left. A tear slipped down my cheek. If they touch any of my family, friends, or if they dare lay a finger on Tameka..... I will kill them all...

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Man....... That was..... Well, you guys tell me!!! But anyways.....

Who do you think has Craig?

Who the mysterious national murder?

And Issa IN A GROUP!!!??? :O

But I love you guys!!!! *.< O wait before I forgot to give you the surprise in the last chapter so here it is!!! >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

HAPPY THANKSGIVING NIGGLETS!!!!!!!!! :-{D

Tameka: Wat up shawty?

Ray: Sup, son!!

Craig: Heller, my peoples!!!!

Jacob: Wat up? Wat up?

Ray: Sooooo....*rubs hands together* It's that time of the year!!!!

Tameka: Where you eat, be fat, and no one judges you!!!! So eat, eat, and eat some more. But don't get too much food or you gonna end up lookin like Precious!!!

Jacob:*snickers* Anyways y'all go eat and shop. Cause it's gonna also be Black Friday.

Ray: Wait why do they call it "Black Friday"?

Everyone else: Hmmmmm.....*murmers* I really don't know... Wish I knew.... Shit that's a good question that has no answer...

Anyways, take it away Roc!!!! Even tho he ain't even in the story lol....

HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!!*Roc Royal's voice* That wasn't him but.....*shrugs* Eh, close enough for me.....

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