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                       𝗽𝗼𝘃:𝘀𝘆𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘇𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗺𝘀
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( continuation to chapter 9)

i hopped into my car as fast i could and sped the fuck off.

the drive from dc to baltimore was about a good hour.

but at the rate i was driving i could make it there in a cool 30-40 minutes.

as i was driving i felt my eyes changing colors to a 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗱 color.

" shit" i cursed.

once this shit was activated it was hard for it to die down.

shit like this happens when i'm overwhelmed.

it hasn't happened since the day simali was born.

she was what some would call a " miracle baby ".

she was born still when she came out the womb.

she flatlined constantly that whole night.

also another event that happened was when my mom left.

my momma was a deadbeat and a junkie.

( well damn nigga 😀)

she was abusive towards us while we grew up.

and while she was pregnant with all of us she used drugs.

but when she was pregnant with mali the shit just got worse.

she drunk,smoke, and had sex with other men while being pregnant with mali.

simali was in the niccu for a whole year.

they kept telling us she wouldn't make it.

but lil baby was a fighter.

she came out the niccu with a weak ass immune system and some drugs still left in her bloodstream.

due to that we had to get her therapy etc.

shaking my head and rubbing my ear.

my ears felt like they were on fire.

head was pounding.

my adrenaline rushing like a bitch.

i was 5 minutes away from my destination so i sped up some more.

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                           𝗽𝗼𝘃: 𝗼𝗺𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁
       𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗼𝗳             𝗯𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗱
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symere pulled up into the ducked off and wooded warehouse on the outskirts of the big city of Baltimore.

( idk if that city big for or not , cause  i'm not from there but uh yeah)

he frantically hopped out of his car and ran towards the door of the warehouse.

he unlocked it and entered pulling his hoodie up and clothing his gun just in case anyone else was there.

he heard a whimpering noise coming from the back area where the shelves were.

he reached in his pocket grabbing his phone and turning on the flashlight.

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