Chapter 28 #2
“Did that make you feel less unwanted, orphan-ass bitch?” I shot her a tight-lipped smile. ”You’re doing all of this for some acknowledgment from shitty-ass parents who are dead! Get it through your fucking head!”
“Bitch, do you know what I had to go through growing up? They fucking abandoned me and let me fend for myself. I deserve whatever fucking money that bitch left behind, and I’m gonna get it, whether that be through you or Silas,” she gritted.
My head snapped up at her. This bitch was in cahoots with Silas! Ahk didn’t tell me shit about what happened in Miami, so I didn’t know if he knocked Silas off or not. Clearly not if he was ordering this sick bitch to fucking kidnap me.
“Oh, bitch, you were better off taking all the credit for this rather than linking up with Silas’ bitch ass. Now, when my husband gets his hands on you, he’s gonna slit your fucking throat.”
“That shit he pulled in Miami was cute,” Big Boy scoffed. “He killed my fucking brother. Now let’s see if he keeps that same energy about his bitch.”
“That’s the thing. You fucked up by touching me.
You thought your brother got done bad down in Miami?
Imagine what the fuck he’s gonna do to you when it comes to his wife.
Then you’re gonna have Priest on your ass on top of that.
Get your fat ass affairs in order because you’re about to be buried next to this bitch and your brother. ”
“Answer me this, you smart-ass bitch. Where are they at now?”
“On the way, you stupid-ass, greasy-ass, fat-ass, tight jeans wearing-ass bitch,” I sneered at him.
His jaw clenched, and just when he was about to slap the shit out of me again, Giselle stopped him. “Bryant, enough! She’s up. Go make the call.”
It took Bryant a minute to calm down and just walk away. I was tap dancing on each and every last nerve they had, and I didn’t give a fuck. He went up the stairs, leaving Giselle and me in the basement alone.
A silence threaded between us, and I eyed her up and down. “You’re not even cut for this.”
“You don’t know me.”
I scoffed. “Don’t want to get to know you either.
You’re blaming me for some shit that Sylvia and Terrence did.
I was a fucking child when they had you.
They left us too. You walking around with this fucking narrative that Priest and I had two loving parents while you were abandoned, and that shit is a lie.
The only difference between me and you is that Priest and I had each other. ”
“You had each other. I didn’t have anybody. I just want what the fuck I deserve.”
I shook my head. This bitch was either slow, delusional, or both.
“That’s the thing. You don’t deserve shit.
You’re acting like Sylvia ran into millions after she had you.
My brother busted his ass to get to where he is now, and for the life of me, I couldn’t understand why he looked out for Sylvia when she didn’t deserve shit either.
She leached off Priest, and Terrance leached off her.
Had you stepped to us with the right energy, maybe you could’ve made it into the family, but your greedy ass fucked it up by making this shit only about money.
Now you’re about to die at 21. What a fucking waste. ”
My bluntness struck a nerve within her. I knew she couldn’t kill me.
Silas probably offered her some money she couldn’t resist, and the only way she could get that was if I was alive.
All Silas wanted was for Ahk to bow to him.
I couldn’t lie; coming for me was one of the quickest ways to get Ahk to concede, but I would be damned if I sat and did nothing.
I was gonna fight like hell to get the fuck out of here.
Since my body was all fucked up from this crash, I knew the best I could do was get into the bitch’s head.
She was young and fucking impressionable.
The more I fucked with her, the easier it would be to break her the fuck down.
She didn’t have a response for me because I read her from cover to cover. Her hands gripped my hair as she shoved my phone into my face. “Unlock it!”
She had turned my phone on, and once it restarted, it required me to input my code instead of allowing me to use my facial recognition.
“Fuck you!” I hissed.
Her fist cocked back, and she slammed it into my face.
I couldn’t take being knocked around like a pussy, so I used all my might to lift up off the cot and tackle her.
The dumb bitch really underestimated me if she didn’t think I wouldn’t take her ass down.
She wasn’t even smart enough to put some restraints on me.
I thanked God that there were idiots like her in the world who judged people based off their looks.
My soft appearance always had them fooled.
We both hit the floor with a thud, and I felt every muscle and bone in my body scorch.
Anger and adrenalin kept me going as I straddled her and punched her in her face repeatedly.
We wrestled like animals as she wailed underneath me.
My body desperately wanted to give out. The fighting was just too much after the crash I endured, but I kept swinging.
She yanked my hair, pulling me down on the floor beside her, and kicked me right in my stomach.
I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me, but I refused to let this bitch win.
She attempted to push herself up from the floor before I did, but I quickly grabbed onto her ponytail and yanked her ass back down.
Just like Priest and J’Ru taught me, I wrapped my arm around her neck from behind, cutting her air flow. I was ready to kill this bitch.
“Stupid bitch, do you know who the fuck I am?!” I gritted at her as the grip I had on her throat grew tighter and tighter. “It’s gonna take more than a fucking car crash to take me the fuck out.”
She clawed at my arm, desperately gasping for air.
I refused to be taken out by a bitch like her.
I knew her strength was beginning to deplete just by how her grip on my arm began to loosen.
Before I could completely choke her out, the door to the basement flung open, and Big Boy came rushing down the steps.
“What the fuck?! You said you could handle her!” he directed at Giselle before yanking my hair to make me let her loose.
I still wasn’t trying to let go, so the fat bitch kicked me right on the side of my head with his Timberland boot.
The blow to the head prompted me to let her go as I landed onto the sour-smelling carpet.
As if I wasn’t turning her ass every which way by loose in this basement, she hopped up off the floor with the help of Bryant. She sent another kick to my stomach before hurling a ball a spit down at me.
“The last person who spit on me ended up with a bullet between their eyes.” I recalled how Priest ended Cameron’s life right in front of his wife. Giselle was going to get done way worse. Ahkeem was going to drag her ass through hell.
“Tie this bitch up!” she ordered him.
I tried to fight him off, but he was too strong for me to do so.
He restrained my arms and legs while she grabbed my phone from the floor.
I didn’t give a fuck what she did from this point forward.
My phone had been powered on long enough to give Ahkeem my last location.
I knew my husband was watching that shit like a hawk.
He and my brother would be here in no time.
“You’re a rowdy bitch, ain’t you? Your pretty ass really got some fight in you.” His nasty hands caressed the side of my face that was beginning to swell from him slapping me and her punching me.
“And you’re a pussy-ass bitch who’s living his last couple of fucking hours. I can’t wait to stand over you and pull the trigger.”
He laughed before setting a kiss on my cheek. “In your fucking dreams.”
He had me tied to a pipe, part of the plumbing that was in the basement, so I couldn’t keep his crusty-ass lips off me even if I tried.
“Open the fucking phone, dumb-ass bitch.” He snatched the phone away from Giselle and shoved it toward me.
He wasn’t as easy to take as she was, so I obliged. I told him the code, and he smirked successfully once he was granted access. Together, they went up the staircase and left me in the basement alone with the lights turned off.
They were fucking amateurs. I knew I would be home in no fucking time.