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part 6

Part 6

Ciara (2010)
After being pistol whipped by the one you love, its safe to say your feelings change a little bit. Here I was again, pondering what exactly I should do. My love for Jamaal had turned to fear. I didnt know what he would do to me if I pissed him off again. When he finished beating my ass this time, he grabbed a beer and sat down to watch tv. While I continued to lay there  trying to  gather the strength to move. By the time I pulled myself up from the floor, there was a knock at the door. " Get the door babe." Jamaal says still locked on the tv. I rolled my eyes behind his back and tried to straighten myself up on the walk to the door. I opened it to find no one there. I looked around the yard and driveway.......no one. The street was quiet. I looked down at my feet and saw a box. Just a plain box about as large as a size eight shoebox. It was white with a red bow. My first thought was that Jamaal was apologizing for beating my ass, but no something felt off. Like I was being watched again. I closed the door and went inside with the box. Jamaal never looked up he just asked " Who was that at the door babe?" I hid the box behind my back just in case he happened to look my way. " must have been some kids....there was no one there." I hurried to the bathroom. Maybe Rico had sent me a gift. I felt a smile forming on my face. Quickly I shook that thought away. I ripped the box open. On top there  was a piece of paper that read:
I guess by now you know that valerie and jackson are missing...I have them both and if you want to see them alive again you will do exactly what I tell you. Do not tell the police about this or I will kill them both. You need to get fifty thousand dollars and then call 689-453-7896. Once I have the money I will let them go, but dont try anything stupid or all of you will die. Just in case you dont believe me, I sent you some proof. Just check the box. I stuffed the letter in my pocket and continued to dig through the box . There was a small bag of ice in the bottom of the box. I opened the bag and dumped the ice in the sink. Two pinky fingers fell out. One belonged to a child and one to  an adult female with with artificial nails. My stomach began to turn. Before I could stop myself I threw up all over the place. I was afraid to call the cops. Maybe whoever had been watching me would know. Fifty thousand dollars was nothing to give in order to get them back. I wanted to call vals mom at least. She deserved to know what was going on, I just didnt want vals dad involved. He started molesting val in high school. She never told her mom. Her mom never even knew that jackson was val's son and half brother. After she finally told me the truth we took a blood oath and I never breathed a word to anyone about it. Val left home shortly after she started showing. There was a big fallout between her and her mom. She had jackson in a homeless shelter, and once I found out I sent her money to come home. She stayed with me for years before meeting Derrick. Then I met Jamaal and things just went crazy. I knew what I had to do. Instinctively I bagged their fingers and put them in the fridge on ice. Trying to keep them cold without freezing.  Now I just have to figure out how to get to the bank and call this number without Jamaal knowing...... .here goes nothing.......

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