"Yo, A! I got your girl for ya. Where the f**k are you?" Tyler called out as he dragged me by the arm inside an empty house in the middle of nowhere. I don't know exactly how long I was knocked out but when I came to, my hands were tied and my mouth duct taped. I felt a small trickle of blood down my forehead.
If I had my way, I would have cursed at Tyler of how much of a fuckin' b***h he was 'till kingdom come. He hadn't had the guts to take me out himself as he's proved numerous times—one when he sent his men out to get at school and today when he teamed up with Anderson. The s**t on a stick was a certified p***y through and through. But I have to keep that to myself because I was walking a very thin line between life and death, as I've done one too man times. The only difference this t
