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🥀Bleu Santiago🥀
It's been 6 fucking days since I came to New York...still no sign of my aunt or uncle still no word from this person jay called NOTHING but its 8am which is the normal time I go to Jay's when I got there he had my bacon egg and cheese with my orange juice like every other day I ate then went to the bathroom and freshened up jay didn't ask about my living habits bc he knew it wasn't any of his business but he did have my number and tended to check up on me at night to make sure I was okay
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Jay is like the neighborhood grandpa so I get Laurence fishburne vibes so that's whose gonna play him*
When I was done freshening up jay said he needed to handle something in his family and he would be back he asked me to watch the store nd get on the cash register so I did...about 3 hours went by and Jay was finally back he took $30 out the cash register and handed it to me "You work you get paid" was all he said we said our goodbyes then I left and went to the alley the whole walk there I felt like someone was watching me I sat down reading with my bag on my shoulder when this guy came up to me and kept trying to touch me when I refused he beganbeating on me and slammed me onto the ground kicking me in my stomach I could barely scre- BANG BANG BANG that was the last thing I heard before I blacked out when I woke up there was 3 boys hovering over me my entire body hurt like hell but I could tell they were holding ice to the really bad parts "Hey mamas can you talk...can you tell us your name??" "B-Bleu" After thatI sat up and one of them started talking to me
