Chapter 6

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McKenzy:


I woke up in a dark room that smelled like straight weed. My wrists and ankles were tied to the posts of a bed that wasn't mines. My clothes had been taking off and thrown over a chair in the corner. The curtains from a window was open allowing moonlight to spill into the room. I could see a TV and dresser with a picture of a couple and my heart sunk and began pumping fast. The picture was me and Shawn on our first date. I immediately knew this was Shawn's room. I tried racking my brain to find out how I go there. Last thing I remember was laying next to Kendrick at my house. Now I'm tied to Shawn's bed in my bra and panties. The house was completely silent and to say I was scared shirtless was an understatement. I decided to try and say something to see if anyone was home.

"Hello" I said but got no response. I began wiggling my wrists, but the rope was too tight. "Can someone help me" I said as loud as I could hoping the neighbors would hear me or something.

"What's wrong baby" said a familiar voice in the darkness. A light from a nearby lamp switched on I saw Shawn standing there in a black shirt and black jeans. I meshed my eyebrows together in confusion. I sure as hell don't remember leaving with Shawn at all. Wherever Kendrick was I hope he's okay and not upset with me. Shawn had moved over to the bed next to me. He looked like he had put on a few pounds and hadn't slept in days, which was very unusual. Shawn was obsessed with 2 things: sleep and being in shape, so seeing him like this was different. He had taken off his shoes and got comfortable next to me and began talking.

"Don't worry about your little boyfriend. He was gone when I came for you lucky me, huh?" He said as his eyes traveled down my exposed body and I felt insecure as hell. "You know, I didn't expect you to move on that damn fast. I was like damn what this nigga got that I don't it took me forever to even get a date with the beautiful MzKenzy. I was heated like motherfucker and wanted to beat the fuck out of both y'all. But ole well, I ain't trippin off him cause I know you still love me Ken. You can never forget your first love" he continued staring at my stomach. I stayed silent praying he wasn't planning on doing anything stupid. My mind drifted off to Kendrick and where he was and if he was going to come save me.

"Where is Kendrick" I said just above a whisper. Shawn looked up to my face and laughed. I just stared back at him with no emotion on my face.

"Don't worry babygirl, I don't know where he is. Like I said he was gone when I got there" he said still chuckling. I let out a sigh feeling a wave of something bad was going to happen.

"Why do you have me tied up" I asked with an attitude towards Shawn. He chuckled again.

"Well I was hoping to have a little fun with you tonight baby and I didn't want you to run away" he said. I rolled my eyes tugging at the ties.

"Untie me Shawn this is going too far and crazy" . I pleaded with him.

"Nahh Ken, I don't think I can do that. I'm not finished with you" he said climbing on top of me. I felt the tears well up into my eyes and my heart sped up in fear. I began squirming around screaming as loud as my voice would go.

"STOP PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!" I said but it seemed like nobody could hear me.

"SHUT UP!" Shawn's notice boomed through the room and he got up and walked to his dresser pulling out duck tape. I screamed louder before he taped my mouth up.

"Damn Ken, I ain't know you was a screamer"he said with a chuckle. Tears began spilling from my eyes as I squirmed as much as I could. Shawn began kissing all over my neck and chest. I tried screaming under the tape until my throat began burning like hell. He started getting rough and moved down to my stomach. I was beyond uncomfortable at this point. He pulled away and pulled shirt off and unbuckled his pants. My breathing stopped completely and didn't know what else to do. He climbed on top of me again only in his boxers. I cried harder if that was even possibly. I then heard someone calling my name.

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