City on Lock | Urban (Contemporary Lit)

Chapter 2

Rome

My head felt like it was being weighed down by bricks as I lifted it up. I don't know where I was at. Hell, I could barely even see where I was at. It looked like some kind of basement. I wasn't sure though. All I was sure about was that I needed to get the hell up out of here.

I can't even remember what happened to me. All I remember was being in Onyx with my girls, I met a cute guy and we went to the bathroom to have sex. We were fucking and then next thing I know, some niggas busted in the bathroom and killed him right in front of me. Just thinking about his brains splattering all over me had me sick to my stomach. I held back the throw up that was threatening to spew out of my mouth as I thought back to some of my last memories.

All I could remember was arguing with a guy that had me laying on my stomach, but that's it. That nigga must have done something to me, which is why my head is banging right now. He must have knocked me out or something because I was talking too much. I don't even care though. All I wanna do is get up out of here.

Even though my head was banging and my body was stiff from being down here for so long, I still managed to pull myself up from the ground. I wasn't getting out of here just sitting around, wallowing in my pain. I needed to make some moves first. I took a deep breath and tried to stand to my feet, but my body was yanked right back against the wall. The back of my head slammed against the wall and I slid right back down to the position I was in when I first woke up.

"What the fuck," I whispered, looking down at my hands and feet that were shackled to retractable chains that were attached to the wall. 

"I wouldn't be moving that much if I were you," I voice spoke through the darkness. "Keep moving and them chains gon' pull you back 'til your limbs off. Now, if you wanna walk around here without arms or legs, then be my guest."

My hear beat sped up as I looked around the seemingly dark basement. I couldn't see anything and it was frustrating me. I squeezed my eyes close for a few seconds, just to allow my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but once I opened my eyes again, it was still too dark to see anything. It was like I was in an abyss of never-ending darkness, and it wasn't helping that someone else was in here and I couldn't see them.

"Help! Help!" I screamed, but the voice only laughed.

"Ain't nobody gon' hear you through these sound-proof walls girls. And if I were you, I'd be saving my energy for what's about to happen instead of screaming for help."

"W-Where are you?" I asked.

"Don't worry about it."

"Well, I need to worry since I can't see you. I need to be able to see my enemies."

"Well I can see you, so there ain't shit to worry about bitch. Just shut up."

I took a deep breath. What the hell is even going on? Out of all of the people in the club, why did they choose to kidnap me? I would've been better off getting killed. At least then I wouldn't have to worry about my life being in danger.

"Can you at least tell me where I'm at?" I asked, but my question fell on deaf ears. I knew the person was still here because I could feel a presence down here, but he was choosing to ignore me. So, I asked another question. "Where the hell am I at?" I questioned, my voice growing louder out of anger and frustration. "Hello! HELLO!"

There was still silence in the room until I felt him come up to me and place his hand over my mouth, shutting me up. "Look bitch. I told you to shut up in the bathroom and I just told you again, but I ain't saying shit no more. You gon' get'cho ass knocked the fuck out if I gotta tell you to shut up again. You hear me?"