10 May 2014

Prisoner [Part 2]

That night left her scarred.

She couldn't bare looking at the sight for much longer and ran away, running and running. Sleeping that night was hard, not hard as in she couldn't sleep but she didn't want to. Every time she closed her eyes, the scene flashed through her mind and even though she did not hear his screams she could hear them clearly replaying over and over. She knew about her brother and what he did, she just never though he would do something that would hurt her. If it wasn't for her coming home early one day from school, she would have never known what was happening to her boyfriend..

Nicki took her keys out of her bag and unlocked the front door. The noise of people talking rather loud filled her ears as she closed the door.  She walked past the kitchen and heard her brother and his friends talking, being the nosy girl she is, she stopped and pressed her ear against the door.

"...Snatched him right from his house. He did not see it coming. Made it quick though, black bag over his head and dragged his ass into the van"

"And his neighbours did not see?"

"Nah. We were watching his street before we got him"

"How could you do that to your sister?"

"Do what? He had it coming, him and his gang but I wanted him more than the others. Stupid ass, dating my sister and expecting me to forget about everything that's gone down"

"Drake?" She whispered to herself.

"So what have you done so far?"

"Taught him a lesson"

"Already?"

"Been a long time coming," Nicki backed away from the door. Hand over her mouth. Her brother was torturing her boyfriend. She tip-toed over to the door and opened and closed it loudly. Alerting her presence. 

From that moment she was determined to find out where he had him and free him no matter what the circumstances. 

About three days later, she had her opportunity. Donté, her favourite out of all her brother's gang members/friends, was at their home and her brother had gone out for a bit. They usually talked so it was easy for her to manipulate him especially Donté treated her like a little sister.

"Donté?" 

"Yeah?"

"What you doing?" She had her hands behind her back and was swaying back and forth.

"What do you want? And stop that, it's annoying me"

"Can I ask you something?" He simply nodded at her and put the cash he had in his hands down.

"What are y'all doing to my boyfriend?" She asked sweetly and walked over to him and sat next to him on the bed.

"What are you on about?" Donté could feel the sweat dripping down his forehead and his palms got a little hot.

She wiped the smile off her face. "Well Drake hasn't called me or text me in a few days and I'm worried so I thought you would know something"

"Why would I know something about him?"

"Don't act dumb with me D, I'm seriously not in the mood for any bullshit. Tell me what the fuck is going on before I hurt you"

His eyes widened, he had never seen that side of her before. "Jay snatched him and brought him to our warehouse down town. They've been taking turns knocking him out and shit. I'm not involved in that aspect of it but he made me drive the van"

"Where is this warehouse?"

"Near the woods not far from here. You can drive there. You cannot tell him you found out that from me or it's both of our asses and I'm being serious he won't hesitate to doing anything to either of us"

"Don't worry, I won't" Nicki smiled at him and kissed his cheek. 

The next day since it was a weekend, Nicki watched Jay's every move. And when she knew he was going to the warehouse she carefully followed behind him. It felt like she was on an important mission but in a way it was. When she first spotted him, he had a black eye and a bust lip. From there on, she tried to everything in her power to get him out of there. She visited him as often as she could and looked after him, she spent a maximum of 2 hours with him per day. As a precaution, she took note of the times the gang would be there.

Back to the current day. According to her calculations, Drake had been held prisoner for about a month and a half now and the torture was no going to stop anytime so she was going to take matters into her own hands.

Nicki had been acting distant towards Jay, he just put it down to her being in her teenage years and her period - clearly he had no idea that she knew what he was doing.

After dinner, Nicki went straight to her room and desperately searched her wardrobe for her desired outfit. Standing in front of her mirror, she pulled up her tight leather pants and matching jacket. A black belt to sum it up along with some high black boots. All black everything. She then pulled a black ski mask over head tucking her hair underneath so it could not be seen. After a quick spray of her perfume, she was done. 

She knew if she went downstairs her parents would ask her a million questions so she decided to leave the house a different way. From the many times she snuck out the house from her window, escaping was easy. Landing on her heels, Nicki ran over to her car and open her compartment, she grabbed the required equipment from it.

She stuffed them in her boots and shook her head before driving off. Fear started to take over her and she could feel herself shaking but tried to not let it distract her. She arrived at the warehouse not long later. Before she went in she looked in the window and couldn't see much but saw a gun being pointed at Drake. 

"You have no idea how long we've been waiting to kill your punk ass. Any last words?"

"Fuck you nigga" Even with his hands tied behind his back he was fearless. It was kind of expected being in the situation he was in. Being in a gang taught him to fear no one and to look out for those you love. Whoever was about to shoot him looked like he didn't want to do it anyway. 

The man wrapped his hand tighter around the gun and cocked back the pistol, aiming right for Drake's head - instant death. The door was kicked open just as his finger grazed the trigger.

“Put the gun down now!” The man turned around and to her surprise it was Donté. She felt betrayed yet angry at him. He looked at her with the gun still in his hands.

Nicki disengaged the safety on her gun and loaded a bullet into the firing chamber. “Now put the gun down and get your ass out of here before I shoot you!” 

“I didn't want to do this,”

"Fuck outta here. You have 5 seconds before I blow your fucking head off" Donté mouthed sorry to Drake and ran up the stairs and out the room without looking back. 

Drake looked at her and was slightly turned on by how she looked even though he had no idea who she was. The belt really added to her figure revealing her slim waist. 

“Don’t speak, I don’t know who is else is here or is on their way here” Nicki used her knife to cut the rope from his hands. “Stay sat down and I’m going to check to see who is here”

“No need” They heard a voice say. Nicki grabbed the gun from her boot and they looked up to see Jay pointing a gun at them. “I see you were able to contact someone to help you huh? But you won’t be needed any help, cause I’m killing your ass tonight” She got off her knees and held her gun out at arm’s length. 

“Over my dead body” Nicki mumbled.

“And who the fuck are you?!”

“You don’t want to know”

“No I do, I like to know who I’m going to kill” Jay said and walked down the stairs with his gun still firmly in his hands. 

Nicki stayed quiet. 

“You know what? Fuck it, I’m going to shoot you and get this over with” Jay’s finger pulled the trigger and there was a bang and thud.

Drake had leaped up from the seat pushing Nicki to the ground, covering her body with his body. Drake opened his eyes when he heard silence. “You okay?” He got off of her allowing her to breathe properly since he was squashing her.

“Yeah, did he shoot you?” He helped her up and brushed himself off. He heard a groan and turned around to see Jay clutching his arm trying to stop the blood. He had been shot while he tried to shoot his sister. Nicki saw him too and crouched down to his level, looking directly in his eyes she said.

“Take this as a warning, leave him alone or I will be back for you and I will finish the job" She then grabbed Drake’s arm and got out of the building. 

Drake did not know whether he should be thankful or not, he had no idea what was in store for him next. This woman had weapons on her already and could easily kill him or harm him with no regret, she just shot a man and threatened him while he was in pain. She sort of scared him but he liked it, she was bad ass.  

Nicki unlocked her car and helped him into the back of the car. She closed the door behind him and hopped in the driver's seat. Once there, she pulled off her mask, shaking her hair out of it scrunched mess. Her hair flowed free over her shoulders and down her back.

Drake sat up in the backseat and caught a glimpse of his now unmasked saviour in the rear view mirror. Through squinted eyes, he said. "Nicki?”

“I told you I would get you out of there” She smiled and started the engine. 



At least 5 comments.

7 comments:

  1. Loved this!!! is there another part? I fell in live w this story and I wonder wat jay is going to think or say when he finds out it was Nicki. Post Soon!

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  2. I NEED MORE. That's all I can say.

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  3. Anonymous8:20 pm

    In glad bicki finally got him out but I hope he stays out of trouble and go back to normal and not have jay and his boys hurt drake and nicki

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  4. I can't even believe her own brother is behind this. Wow. So unbelievable. But now where are they gonna go? I wonder how she's gonna hide him.
    Loved the post and thanks a lot for posting wonderful job

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  5. Yasssss. I love thisssss. Nicki is a bad ass!!!!! I'm so glad they got away...it sucks that he tried to shoot his own sister..wow. Hopefully they don't go after them anymore.

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  6. Anonymous8:51 pm

    Well damn nicki show them who's boss! Love the writing keep it up!

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