19.

𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐀𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐒, 𝟏𝟗

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HOSPITAL📍

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN HES NOT IN THERE?!?"

"sir calm down-"

"salope ne me dis pas de me calmer." i warn her

"uh si?" the receptionist responds

I smacked ma lips.

" show me his room" I demand

"uh sorry we can't do that, we have to clos-"

I slam ma fist on the table makin her flinch

took ma gun out and lifted it ta her dome.

"do you wanna fuckin die?"

"uh not really" she says strachin her neck with a gulp.

"so get your wonderbread ass up and bring me ta his room."

she gulps once more before walkin towards the elevator, i follow behind.

ma gun not leavin the back of her head.

a few seconds go by and we finally reach the floor 3.

i look at her.

she just stands there lookin dumb

"bitch lead the fuckin way, fuck." i say with a groan.

"rude ass." she whispers but i caught that shit

i aint say nothin tho.

"here." she says as we come to a stop.

room 317.

she opens the door and it reveals messy bed sheets and a open window.

"FUCK."

i reapeatly bang myself on the head with the end of ma gun.

"uh sir" she reaches her hand too touch ma shoulder

"dont touch me." i say lettin tears fall from ma cheeks

her hand retracts from me.

silence fills the air.

"who is he to you?" she break it.

"..."

"look sir, im trynna help you calm dow-" she starts to say once she realized i didn't answer

but i do.

"he is the love of ma life, ma sunshine, ma prince, ma companion, ma emotional support, ma heart, ma soul."

tears fall harder down ma face

"God i shouldve never put him through this shit."

"put him through what-?" she asks, liftin up her left eyebrow.

"none of your business alright?" i wipe ma face

she just rolls her eyes.

"i need to make a call." i say standin up.

i look down at her for a second.

mumblin a thank you.

she half smiles.

a genuine half smile.

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KAYDEN SANCES, 18

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(???) 📍

"this tea is very good.." i say as my sip on some more

"glad you like it." Mr. alex says smirking at me.

creep.

its been almost 24 hours and i still don't know where the fuck im at.

"i know you probably wondering where you are..huh?" he questions coming closer.

"uh yeah." i watch as he step closer to me

"can you back tf up tho-"

he lets out a loud laugh before i get to finish my sentence.

alright now it aint that funny...

"no. i cannot." he drops his smile.

...

"my boyfriend will be looking for me..give me my phone pleas-"

"ABSOLUTELY NOT." he cuts me off giving me an angry expression

woah there buddy.

"and why tf not." i tilt my head too the right.

"you serious dont know why your here?"

i shake my head no

"am i supposed too?"

he scoffs and nods a yes

"Martinez doesnt ring a bell, kitten?"

huh?

....

no

no

no

no

"y-your joking? right?"

"no, kitten." he looks me up at down licking his crusty ass lips

"w-what do you want me for.." i gulp.

he watches my adams apple move.

" it's not you I want.."

he starts to move his hand closer to me I tried to back up but don't get very far.

He places his hand on my stomach.

"this is." he says with a smirk.

i freeze, as he continues to rub my belly..

I finally get enough courage to slap his hand away.

he grabs my hand and chuckles "naughty boy."

he says smirking once again, with his raggedy ass teeth.

"im not giving you my baby!!" i shout

"you have no fucking choice. so make this easy the next hm, 6 months."

"if you dont mind."

"i do." i spit

he laughs once more.

as if he finds my hatred amusing.

"Isaiah is coming for you." i warn.

"hm, dont really care." he says in a mocking tone

"now go to sleep pet." he kisses my cheek

my eyes instantly feel heavy.

what the fuck.

what did he put in this tea.

i needa watch more scary movies-

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THOUGHTS?

i tried too make it long lol

ALSO HAPPY THANKSGIVING:))