Bad Intentions

Part 17

Germani Da'lane Grace
"Gigi"

Indianapolis, Indiana
2020, July 30th

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"Gigi I'm not bout to ask ya ass again. Get down here." Killa yelled from downstairs.

We had just gotten back from the club and he was going to beat my ass.

I slowly headed towards the stairs going down there meeting Killa, who was at the bottom.

I was immediately met with blows going directly in my face.

My shit was leaking and all.

"Fuck you talking to another foe?" He asked kicking me making me fall.

I didn't answer. All I could do was cry. Take the worst punch you have ever gotten and multiple that by 100. This shit was aching.

"HUH." Killa screamed pulling his gun out his waist.

My eyes was watering due to the pain.

"Do it." I said

"What?" He asked

"Do it. I'll be put out of my misery." I said.

He just smiled evilly and put the gun back into his waist band.

"I can't do that. Cause once you gone I'll be in my misery." He said

He picked me up carrying me to the basement door.

"KEONTAE NOOO!" I screamed and kicked.

"Stop that shit." He said punching my lip making me whimper.

I then punched him in his face making him drop me.

I groaned and then hurried to the door. Trying to unlock it but failed when Killa knocked me head against the door.

"Fuck." I said

I picked up a glass bowl throwing it at his head making it shatter and he then fell. He was unconscious from what I seen.

I hurried and unlocked the door, running out to the gates and then putting the code in making them open.

I had never ran so fast in my entire life.

I had ran to the nearest gas station. To use a pay phone.

I had no money, only my dress, and that was it.

"FUCK." I yelled

I had saw a lady and ran to her.

"Ma'am could you give me at least five dollars." I said

"Oh my. I don't have none on me. I could give you a ride." She said looking at my body and face.

"Thank you so much." I said crying.

"Girl are you okay?" She asked

"No I'm not. I need to get away from here." I said