𝑅𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑆 𝐴𝑁𝐷 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝐼𝑁𝑆 ❀❀❀𝐾𝑈𝑅𝑂𝑂.𝑇

𝐴𝐶𝑇 2-𝑈𝑁𝑅𝐴𝑉𝐸𝐿𝐸𝐷 𝑅𝑂𝑃𝐸𝑆

"Ahhh!, please don't w-whatever...I did I swear it wasn't me" I was woken up with a bad headache and the sounds of what I could only assume was Morgan's pussy ass. I slowly opened my eyes "look I have a lot of money...do you want money you can have as much as you want" Morgan smiled shaking his head the figure of a man sitting in a chair in front of him his hair jet black and body slumped smoke coming from his mouth

"I want you to answer my question" his voice was deep but smooth as he placed the cigarette onto Morgan's thigh "ahhh!, I swear I don't know what your talking about look!...Ask her she probably knows something" my face stayed neutral still trying to find out what the hell was going on

The man slowly turned around looking at me my eyes went wide at the sight of the officer, well he was no officer apparently. My lips agape when I felt blood trickle down my head "her" he stared pointing at me "yes, yes her she's a whore sleeps around with all kinds of bad people ask her!" Morgan yelled I said nothing looking at him with furious eyes

The man stood up placing his cigarette in between his lips before grabbing a gun from the rusty table that was beside us placing it on his hip. My body stiffened as he walked behind me bending down to my face "her...she knows something is that right Mr.Morgan" I looked at Morgan as he nodded repeatedly

I looked up at the man his expression was unreadable, "is that true?" He spoke looking down at me I said nothing taking one sharp look at his gun before looking back at Morgan "no" I spoke out flaring my nostrils

"You lying little bitch!" He yelled at me jumping around in the chair he was tied to "ahh I think your lying Mr.Morgan" the man behind me spoke a cold gun barrel resting on the side of my head "if you are this pour girl will have to die for no reason at all" he whispered

I looked at Morgan his lips curled into a smile "I'm not I swear to god" I blinked slowly letting one single tear fall before closing my eyes "well shit I don't know who to believe" the man spoke removing the gun from the side of my head

"So you guys can battle this one out" he spoke throwing the gun in between us my eyes landed on the gun not even looking at anything else. Morgan moved first catching my attention I rocked myself back and forth and so did Morgan letting my body lean forward as I fell landing on the gun

But so did Morgan his body falling on top of mines, his teeth dug into my side as I tried to move my hands my wrist bleeding but I couldn't feel it. The gun was under me how was I going to get it...a knife I thought looking around as I let Morgan plant hard bites to my body and his knee trying it's hardest to get to my face

I spotted a box cutter sitting on a small box beside me, the problem was Morgan was heavy the adrenaline that was going through my body made me feel nothing. I began to try to roll myself over letting Morgan fall on the side of me pushing the gun to the corner of the room

The knife I needed the knife, I could use my legs if I could get them out of the rope. The rope wasn't to thick around the legs letting my shoe slip off before hiking my leg up and out of its restraints. I got one out sliding myself towards the box cutter my mind was blurry the things I was doing weren't even collecting in my brain

"You bitch!, I'll kill you I swear I will" Morgan still trying to get to the gun as I flipped my body over struggling to grab the box cutter seeing him get closer his tall body and muscular legs helping him

𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑔𝑢𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑎𝑛

I smiled in pure happiness when I began to cut through the rope, Morgan still had no free hands no matter how close he got to the gun he wouldn't get out so I thought. He began to break the chair snapping the wood in half, I quickly began to unravel the rope from my hands and cutting the rope from my left leg

"I'll.kill.you....you lying little whore!" My body jerked when I got free running over to Morgan grabbing the gun pointing it at him it was cold when I looked at the man. As he sat on the table smoking his cigarette his face unfazed by the whole situation

"Look! Y/n shoot him you have a chance to shoot him...you know I love you I wasn't going to kill you" my breathe heavy as my nostrils flared at him in anger. I didn't want to hear all those fucking lies "say hello to my whorish mother for me"
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