In The Mix #Part4 #Freelance
I immediately regonized my surroundings because it was all familiar.As I layed in his bed tied to the headboard by my wrists ,so many things were racing through my mind I couldn’t get a grip on if this was reality or a deep ass dream. Looking around the dark room i noticed my red sparkly duffle bag I was packing before I got knocked out was sitting in the corner on a chair next to his bag. The house was absolutely quiet so I knew Rick wasn’t here.I begin rocking back and forth trying to break free taking this as my only opportunity to get away. The more I rocked I felt the rope on my right wrist begin to loosen. I gave my wrist the strongest pull I could have did and to my luck my right hand was finally free. I begin undoing the rope on my other hand and searching for my phone. I looked all over the bed and in my pockets but there was nothing. I bolted off the bed and tip toed to my duffle bag in the corner thinking maybe he put it in there . There was no phone I should’ve known Rick was way to smart to do that. What am I going to do I said out load to myself crying and holding my sore bruised face. When I walked over to the room door I heard another door shut. Being as quiet as I could I could hear Ricks heavy footsteps coming my way. I tip toed to the closet to hide trying to give him the impression that I already left. I sat in the closet being sure to not breathe heavily when Rick busted into the room. “Where the hell is she” he screamed kicking the top mattress onto the floor and started searching the house . There had to be a way I can get out I thought peeping through the sheds on his closet door. As I leaned over I felt something kinda wet fall against my back. I started to feel over the object trying to figure out what it was. The more I touch the object the more of the sticky wet feeling I felt on my fingers, then I felt a nose. Horrified I couldn’t stay quiet anymore , “Oh no Kareem”…. I screamed. “I’m so sorry” I cried out. At that moment Rick made his way back into his bed room and slung open the closet doors. The light shined in and revealed Kareem’s lifeless body sitting against the wall with four shots to his body and one to his head. Scared and afraid I knew I had to get away from Rick so i quickly got up and started clawing at his face, he grabbed and slung me on the floor. “You dumb fucking Bitch,Tina I love you we can have it all he was in our way please come with me ” Rick angrily begged walking towards me. “How could you do this Rick” I screamed throwing a glass cologne bottle I got off his dresser at him and Ran towards the door. I made my way down the steps and into the street. Uncontrollably crying I raced to the family dollar on the next block. “Are you Ok ma’am ” the cashier asked.”Yes I am … But can I please use your phone” I hesitantly replied. The nice cashier agreed to let me use her phone ,but I knew she was going to tell her manager that a bloody women just came in the store because she couldn’t stop looking me over. I hid in the bathroom and dailed my best friend Missy. When she finally answer I begin sobbing in the phone telling her everything. “I knew something was up I’ve been blowing your phone up i went to your house this morning and you won’t there but your door was unlocked Missy said before letting me know she was on the way to get me. “I’m at the family dollar I’ll hide till I see you , I never wanted you to get in this I’m so sorry I pleaded before hanging up. When she finally arrived I scurried to the car frightened that Rick was nearby. “Go Go Go ” I screamed to Missy. She speed off and we made our way down the road. When Missy finally stopped we where in the parking lot behind our empty neighborhood church. “Girl what the fuck you gone do he killed Kareem now you know and he gone come for you” Missy questioned me in a shaky tone.” I don’t know , I don’t understand why he would do this , I’m so confused ” I cried. “Tina what’s that she pointed at my window. “Eerrrrrkkkkkkkkk” Before I could turn and look out my window a truck smashed against the passenger side of Missy’s car making the car flip two times. I couldn’t move and could feel blood running down my face. “MISSY” I whispered through gasps of air noticing my bestfriend was passed out.
To be continuedâ
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