Chapter Eight
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When I woke up all I could see was a g**g of guys. I also saw Priscy. At first I was shocked but then...
" She don wake o" one of the guys told her.
Priscy came close to me and gave me a thunderous slap. I was furious and wanted to hit her but then reality hit me. I realized that I was tied up on a chair.
" Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you try to fight back, Angel or Angle whatsoever your name is you think you just wake up one morning to take Chris away from me."
" Priscy you are crazy"
" Of course, crazy in love with Chris and you have to stay away from him or else..."
" Or else what Priscy, do you want to kill me for a guy that don't even know you have feelings for him. Do you really think you could get away with it huh. Listen I might like to play dumb but I surely know how to send people like you to where they belong"
Priscy looked like fuel has been added to her fire. She ordered the g**g of boys to hit me but before that .
" Priscy if you are lady enough why not fight me fairly. Why do you need this bunch of ingrats to do the job for you".
One of the guys punched my face, they untied me from the chair and tied me up to the wall. They began to beat and hit me. The pain was unbearable. At some point I could no longer feel the pain. Whenever they punched my stomach I felt like something has been lifted from my stomach. The pain was more painful than menstrual pain. It was like my intestines were tied up together. I thought of dying. Would my life just end because of a guy? Will Chris come for me? Does he really love me or was all this a planned collaboration with Priscy? Will he seek justice for me? Wait Ciara will come for me right? What do I do ? I could only hear faint voices and Priscy yelling and asking them to deal with me. I lost it. I have never prayed like I did at this minute. The pain was so much that I began praying for death. And finally my prayers were answered and I ....
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