To My Lowest || KDG

Part Eighteen 🀄️

(1 week later)

Jalissa Davis -

Last week I beat ole dude ass cause he wanted to talk shit after I went down to the basement.

~ Earlier that day ~

"So you gon apologize" Kentrell asked him.

Dejounte spit out the blood that was in his mouth from when I hit him with my gun.

"Apologize for what, like I said bitch he deserved it, he's a worthless piece of shit"

I nodded my head.

I quickly got my knife and slid it across his stomach.

It was easy access because he was hanging from a pole, which means his hands are above his head, cuffed to a pole.

"What you're gonna do is fucking apologize wether you like it or not bitch" I said

"No I'm good buttercup"

I cut his arm deep but before I could finish Kentrell grabbed me.

"Go upstairs"

"Clean that shit up" he told someone

I walked upstairs as he followed me.

"What the fuck is your issue"

"Nothing I'm fine"

"We pose to be keeping him alive, not fucking cutting him till he bleed out"

I looked at my knife and wiped it on my pants.

"Look at me bruh"

I looked at him then back at the floor quickly.

I felt like I was about to cry so I went upstairs.

(A/N: they was leaving the basement that's why it say they going upstairs twice .. just in case you didn't get it)

I locked the door and went in the bathroom to clean my knife.

"Pooda open this door"

"Go away"

I looked at myself in the mirror and saw my eyes were red.

Then I noticed tears going down my face.

My chest was hurting as I cried.

I threw my knife on my bed and closed the bathroom door.

I splashed water on my face then dried it.

I rested my head in my hands, as I felt a presence behind me so I looked up at the mirror.

It was Kentrell.

"Come here" he said as he walked up to me.

He lifted my face to look at his.

So we was staring at each other.

"Why you was crying"