Kidnapped in Mexico

Mexico

“C’mon b***h lets get wasted!” Jen yelled pounding on my door. I got up from in front of the hotels vanity and opened the door.

“Ooh hot mama! You ready to go to the races?” She asked bouncing up and down.

“Yes I’m ready,” I replied smiling at her.

“Okie dokie, well we’ll meet you at the lobby downstairs okay?” She asked arching her brow.

“Okay! I’m just going to to slip something on.”

“Hurrrrry!” Jen laughed and pushed me back in the room.

    I put on a runched off the shoulder olive green crop blouse, with my tight bell bottom jeans, and some classy cowboy boots. Perfect for the races, I thought. Gathering my long curly hair I braided it loosely, leaving tendrils and wisps out to frame my heart shaped face. I stood at 5’8 and had been blessed with an hourglass body. My body was toned from being athletic during the course of my 24 years of life. I had rich caramel colored skin and dark hair brown hair. My hazel eyes were rimmed by long black lashes, and almond shaped. I sighed happy with what i saw in the mirror. Reaching for my family heirloom, a quarter size oval moonstone set in a gold necklace, I fastened it on my neck. Ready.

    Exiting the elevator I made my way to the lobby. I had come to Mexico City, Mexico with three of my friends to escape my life in Dallas for a bit. My ex-fiancé had been sending me death threats and was threatening to hurt me. I had found out that he was already married, and dumped his ass, but he was obsessed with controlling me. Not anymore. I smiled and lifted my chin.

“Who’s ready to get hammered!” I yelled to the group. My friends that accompanied me were Jen and her boyfriend Malik. DeAndre had also come along. He was an old friend of mine and Jen’s from high school.

“Whoooo!” Jen shook her big boobs back in forth in excitement, and Malik and DeAndre hollered in excitement.

“Lets go ladies!” The men ushered us out the front doors and into a Uber.

    The arena was huge! Jen and I stood leaning over the railing laughing and sipping on some frozen margaritas. I was enjoying my time but I couldn’t shake this feeling that I was being watched. You’re just paranoid about your ex. Jen and Malik were taking pictures so I slipped away to use the restroom. I excited the main area searching from a bathroom. I had spotted a restroom close to our group but line was too long. Finally. I spotted one about 7 minutes away from where Jen was. It was quiet inside the bathroom, and no one was there. I see the bathroom and washed my hands, I glanced in the mirror and froze.