"Sup Brook." The bodyguard , Erin , greeted me .
"Sup." I sent an innocent smile .
He unlocked the door then let me in . I felt his eyes roam my back side .
"Wassup Brook." One of Hisan's workers called out .
"Wassup. What's your name?" I wanted to know all of his worker's names .
"Gem." He pronounced .
"Alright Gem." I giggled . I hope these mother fuckers don't think I'm flirting with them .
Music played throughout the trap house and I was feeling the beat . It really got me in the zone when the scent of weed touched my nose . I strolled down the hall swaying my hips side to side . Taking in the details that was placed on the dirty peeled walls . This place is truly old . I really recommend my brother to fix this or move elsewhere .
I suddenly heard a baby cry . I stopped in my tracks then looked to my left and noticed a door was slightly open . I took it upon myself to investigate . I went inside and spotted a girl rocking back and forward in the corner . Her hair laid lifelessly on her shoulders . I heard her sniffling and the baby's cries deceased .
"Hey." I spoke loudly .
She started to remind me of that girl off the 'Grudge' or 'Mama' . The way she shook scared me .
"Hey. You're okay?" I said .
It's like she refused to say anything to me . I watched as she held the baby close . Just when I was about to turn to leave her to herself she began to speak .
"I'm sorry." She croaked . I turned around and frowned .
"What?"
"I tried .. to .. prot-tect him." She said .
I slowly walked to face her . My eyes widened when her face came to view .
"Arielle!" I gasped . I kneeled down to her level and embraced her . Her baby was covered in blood . It's possible that it's her blood .
On the side of her face , her flesh was hanging . Dried blood was surrounding her mouth and nose . Her hair was matted in the front as if someone continuously pull it . If you looked carefully , you could see a bald spot near her edges . Her eyes were bloody red while blackness surrounded the outside .
She shook as she held her child . I closed my eyes for a brief second to take in her appearance . After all the years of my abuse , I never looked this bad . For the first time in a long time , I felt a little sympathy .
"Arielle , you want to know something?" I whispered to her .
She gazed at me .
"I don't blame you . I'm not mad at you . I'm actually proud of you . You haven't allowed him to kill my nephew because if that was the case ," I chuckled , "You would've been too." I smiled .
She started to stare off into the ceiling , silently shedding tears .
I stood up off the ground and walked away from her .
"Gem." I stood at the doorway waiting on him to answer . He came around the corner .
"Get her some help." I ordered .
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Love Truly
General FictionBehind the doors of Jermaine and Brooklyn's home , is devastating and heart breaking . They are soon to become a married couple but how can you love someone who finds it more appealing to cause major physical and mental damage then to love you emoti...