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18. Problem Solved

When he left, the room got awkwardly silent. I may hate David, but I hate Malcolm 'Wolf' Dorne ten times as much. I stood up to leave, and made it all the way to the door, before Wolfs shadow popped up in front of me, and he put his hands up on both sides of my head blocking me in this room with him. "How have you been beautiful," he said licking and nibbling on my earlobe. "Don't...," I tried to say as my voice suddenly disappeared. He pushed me up against the door, and pressed his hard on into my back. "I own you! You don't tell me what to do with you," he started menacingly, turning me so I could see that crazy look in his eyes. That was the same look he gave when he killed my father, who was a drug dealer in Georgia. I thought he loved me, but the whole time he had only been using me to get to him, before abducting me and bringing me here. Not that my family wanted anything to do with me anymore. I no longer belonged anywhere in this world and it was Wolfs fault!

"You just remember, Amber," he called me by my real name. "Your my first love baby, and I'll never let you leave me, you here?" He brings a soft hand up to my cheek and then moves it to my neck, cutting off my air with his fingers. "Don't you make me return that leash," he growled. I closed my eyes in fear, as I remembered this crazy ass man chaining me to a bed and fucking me three days straight. Force feeding me, making me urinate on myself, and throwing water on me when I got thirsty. It was a living hell, that I never wanted to go back to. No man who loved a woman could do that to her. "Tell me you love me," he barked, slamming me into the door of his office. "I love you," I cried as tears started to fall from my eyes. He grabbed my chin and forced his tongue into my mouth, groaning as he gripped my hair with his other hand. He was so sick.

"Get out," he sighed pulling back and pushing away from me. I quickly stepped out letting his final words hit my back, "I really do love you, baby doll." I grabbed my heart at the sound of that old nick name. Once upon a time when we were dangerously in love I was his baby doll. He was my knight in shining armor taking me away from an over bearing mother, and a workaholic drug lord father. If I would have known then what I know now though, I would have killed Malcolm Dorne.

I stepped outside the building and realized that David had been my ride. I groaned and looked for my cell phone in my purse, then called Ebony. Thankfully she wasn't busy and didn't take long to get here. I walked across the street to her car and got in. "Thanks for picking me up," I smiled at ebony. She smiled back weakly and I didn't blame her for being down. When taking out the trash, I saw four different pregnancy test boxes, and just knew why she'd been so down lately. She hasn't said anything if she is, but then again Ebony isn't a big talker. She's a good person though, it was surprising to know that there was actually someone I could count on.

"I've gotta get some gas," she said pulling up at a Shell station. "I'll go pay inside," I volunteered, trying to be friendly. "Thanks," she smiled softly going to grab her purse, but I waved her off. "I got it," I said getting out. The moment I stepped out of the car, and stood up fixing myself someone called my name. I looked over at the black Cadillac Escalade 2013 model that had just come out. My eyes didn't focus long on that though, as the gun the man held made my knees wobble. "Chresanto says y'all are over beautiful," he said pulling the trigger. I remember running behind the back of the car only to still feel a stinging pain like never before. On my way down to the ground I saw Ebony leaning against the car, blood covering her white shirt as she layed there, tears rolling down her face. There was so much blood on her, I remember thinking as I blacked out, the pain slowly numbing everything. Finally, I thought.

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Ebony

I got out my car to pump gas, and the ringing of gun shots filled my surround sound, that was until I felt a pain in my shoulder and side. It hit so hard I fell back into my car drawing my eyes to a figure dressed in all black. His face... It was Kollins, but why? Why would my brother shoot me? I tried to look around for my phone but the whole left side of my body hurt, and then I thought about my little baby inside, that hardly had begun to grow, and a tear dropped. I slumped to the ground, letting my head rest on my car seat. I don't know how long I sat like that before I felt someone lifting me up, and saw a light flashing in my eyes. "Ma'am, can you hear me," someone's distant voice asked? "My baby," I heard , and slightly felt my lips move.