Chapter Twenty-One

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Fallon
I dodge every blow Tynell(which I found out is the bodyguard's name). He pins me to the ground with his hands on my wrists. I panic and begin to squirm uncontrollably.

"Now you know that ain't the right way." Tynell says,"Imagine him on you right now just yelling at you. Think."

Logic. Control. Focus. I stop and stare into his brown eyes before bringing my knee up and softly kicking him in his nuts. He jumps back and rolls onto the floor with a fake groan.

"How was that?" I ask out of breath with a smiling crawling on my face.

"Just a little harder and you'll be golden." He says with a chuckle," Now get up. He should be here soon."

Tynell helps me to my feet and gives me a hug. I hug back and sigh. He smells nice.

"So if I beat the crap out of Donnell, how am I supposed to escape?" I ask while pulling away.

"We tie him up and call the police. Easy." He says with a shrug.

The front door busts open and Donnell bursts in with an angry expression. Tynell is by his side immediately asking him what's wrong.

"Get out of my face. You." He says pointing to me.

His eyes a blaze and nostrils flaring.

"Me?" I ask timidly.

Donnell marches over and grabs me by my upper arm. He pulls me up and drags me up the stairs. He's literally pulling on my arm, and it's so close to coming out of the socket. Once we reach the room, Donnell makes me sit on a chair.

"Sit." He commands as if I'm a dog.

He walks into the closest and comes out with a rope and belt. He ties my hands and pushes me onto the floor to my wobbly knees.

"Guess who I saw today?" He asks while circling around me.

Tears roll down my eyes as I try to search for an answer.

"I don't know." I reply quietly.

The sting of the belt coming down on my back radiates through my body. I cry out in pain.

"Who's this pretty nxgga called Michael?" He asks as I cry.

"He was my boss." I say.

He shakes his head and sighs.

"I don't believe one word. You fxcked him." He states with assurance.

Let's get this clear: I never had sex with Michael.

"No I didn't." I state while sniffling.

He brings the belt down on me again and again till I'm on the floor screaming for him to stop.

"Please! Stop!" I beg through the tears.

"I'll stop once you learn your place!" He yells.

I fall to the ground at some point and I'm left helpless. Donnell continues to whip me.

Miraculously, the door bursts open and Donnell is tackled to the floor by Tynell. I'm shaking in pain as I watch with blurry eyes as Tynell and Donnell tussle on the ground.

"Please win. Please win." I repeat in my head.

Tynell throws a blow that immediately knocks Donnell out. Panting, Tynell gets up and immediately comes over to me. His face is shows nothing but petrifaction. Tynell removes the rope the bounded me and ties it around Donnell's hands.

He then gently picks me up and cradles me in his arms as if I was his baby. I whimper and hold onto his shirt.

"It's okay. I got you now, baby." He says softly as he quickly walks out of the bedroom.

"Where are you taking me?" I ask once he lays me in the backseat of his car, and he hops into the driver's.

My back stings from the contact with the chair so I roll over and lay on my stomach.

"The hospital. You need a doctor." He says with urgency.

I look at my arm and see the bloody welts. Oh God. Me and blood do not go together. I pass out from the pain.

Michael
Damn fool drove off in an unlicensed vehicle before I could get a hand on him.

"Shxt!" I curse as call I the police to report this.

After reporting it, I drive directly home. Imani is helping Harris cook dinner.

"Did you enjoy your walk?" Harris asks as I walk into the kitchen.

I open the fridge, grab a beer, and close it. Since Imani is here, I just shrug.

"It was okay." I lie.

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