Daddy's Little Girl

First Time

Ashanti POV

"Curt please just let her go she didn't do anything to you." I cried trying to break free of the man holding me. After Mike left Florida they came and took me Justin and Cayla.

Justin got away and I pray hope he's alright. "Shut up hoe!!" Curt spat at me he threw Cayla beside me as she cried in to my chest. "Don't try no shit shanti. Wait your ass here until I come back." He slammed the door and locked it behind him.

"I want my daddy!" She cried. I rubbed her back trying to calm her down. "Listen to me baby girl. It's gonna be okay. He's not gonna hurt you I promise." I assured her. As we were sitting in the room I realized where we were. Curt took me in this room when we first met. I think this is the same place he forced me to have sex with him and that's when I got pregnant with Justin. "Listen. You see that little vent over there?" I pointed to the corner of the room.

She nodded."crawl over there and open it. It's a gun in there. I want you to be very careful." I remember when curt put his gun in there just in case someone tried to rob him and I never forgot that secret place. He's a dumbass if he think I did.

Cayla got off my lap and crawled to the vent careful not to make any loud noises. She opened the vent and pulled out a gun.

"Good now place it back on." She placed the vent piece back on closing it and crawled back towards me with the gun. I quickly checked and made sure it was loaded and it was. Relief took over my body.

"Baby girl go in the closet." I told her. She shook her head. I sighed. "I don't want you to see me do this Cayla please just go in the closet I'll call you when you can come out."

"You promise?" She asked with worry in her voice. I nodded. I kissed her forehead and watched her go in to the closet. I had to come up with a plan to make them come back in to the room so we can get out of here.

I started making a lot of noise and stomping. I even yelled to the top of my lungs. I heard footsteps getting closer and closer and soon the door slung open. "What the fuck is your problem?!" One of curt workers yelled at me. I shot him in his leg and throat making him fall lifeless to the ground.

"Cayla come on." I said. I grabbed his gun that he had in his waist. "Close your eyes." I said grabbing her hand. I helped her step over him and we ran out the room. "Aye what the f-" I shot another man that was trying to grab on to caylas arm.

She screamed. "It's okay!! Calm down. You're fine." I decided to pick her up and place her on my back. I slowly walked down the steps. "What are yall niggas doing up there?" Curt yelled getting off the couch. I quickly walked down there and held the gun up to his head.

"You not gone kill me so put the gun down Shanti." He said holding up his hands. I put Cayla down and made her go in to the bathroom. I laughed as tears started running down my face. "You put me and my child through hell and back. You don't understand how much I hate you. You beat me. Raped me and forced me to stay with you. I'm happy now and the fact that you attempted to hurt my kids and me again is fucking disgusting. Put your fucking gun down on the ground or else curt." He laughed.

"Bitch is you out your mind? I made you. I'm the reason you're who you are today. You think Ima let you kill me. Cause if I die you die with me." He slapped the gun out my hand and slapped me making me fall to the ground. As I was about to reach for the other gun he shot me in my leg.

"Ah fuck." I cried in pain. Blood started rushing on to my hands and shirt.

"Told you if I die you die." As he was about to pull the trigger Mike burst in the front doors and shot curt dead in his head. "Baby you alright?" He ran towards me wiping the tears that was on my face.