Page 23 of Sensual Abduction


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I scoffed. “A conscience? You should have had that before you took me! The moment you found out I had a child, you should have called it off.”

“And then where would you be? Probably with that nigga getting your ass beat or worse. If my brother had given him the information, he would have sent his boys to get you or done it himself. You and lil Rabbit are safer here than anywhere else and that’s a fuckin’ fact. Until that nigga is taken care of, you’re stuck with me, and I’m stuck with both of you. You might as well play nice.”

“I don’t like you.”

He laughed. “I don’t like yo’ ass either, woman. It is what it is at this point.”

My chest heaved in anger. I wanted nothing more than to beat his big, fine ass. How the hell was I going to survive being here with this man? How could I allow him to protect me without giving in to the urge to kill him in his sleep?

“I’m going to bed,” I said angrily.

He watched as I struggled to get up off this overly comfortable ass couch. A smirk rested on his face as my prideful ass maneuvered myself into a standing position.

“You could have asked for help, Bunny.”

I picked up a pillow and threw it at his head. “Jackass.”

“Now if I throw it back, you and your crippled ass will be on the floor. I’d like to see you get up from there.”

“I’d like to see you sleep with one eye open, you bastard.”

“You come in my room and you gon’ know something.”

I glared at him for a moment before hobbling back down the hall to my temporary bedroom. I wasn’t sure how long we were gonna be stuck with him, but I was gonna make it my mission to give him hell.

10

Ahmad

The next morning…

I’d only closed my eyes for an hour. I could never be comfortable sleeping around other people. After all the shit I’d done, I wouldn’t dare close my eyes around no one—not even Bunny’s ass. Something in my spirit told me that she would make good on her word and actually try to kill me in my sleep. I wouldn’t admit that what she said about me having OCD kind of touched a sensitive spot.

It started when I was about five or six years old. Ashton would leave our room a mess and it used to grind my gears. I honestly didn’t know where it came from, but I just knew I liked things to be clean and in order. She may have been right about the emotional neglect. My parents were loving people, but they didn’t show it often. I heard the ‘I love yous’ and the ‘Have a good days’ but hugs, kisses, and affection were few and far in between.

My brother suffered from it as well. The only difference between him and me was that they judged me a lot. Because I didn’t want to settle down with these birds I would bring around sometimes, they felt like something was wrong with me. Not to mention my obsessive need to keep things neat and clean. They told me I was weird for that, but I didn’t think it was weird at all. Who the fuck liked dirty shit?

I got out of bed and went into the en suite bathroom to take care of my hygiene. I was going to meet with one of my guys named Tech to get the drop on her baby’s daddy. Once the threat was made, it sealed his fate and put my mission to find him on a countdown. There wasn’t a question that I’d have to find him before he found me.

After brushing my teeth and showering, I cleaned the bathroom from top to bottom, then went to get dressed for the day. I made the bed and dusted the dressers for the third time then headed downstairs. My eyes bulged at the mess sprawled all over the living room. Bunny sat on the couch watching Basketball Wives, eating Doritos and cheese, while Rabbit sat on the floor with coloring books, crayons, chips, juice, and candy wrappers sprawled around her.

The couch pillows were on the floor surrounding her like a fort, and Bunny had her leg elevated on the table with a pillow under it. I closed my eyes and counted down from twenty before entering the living room. I didn’t want to scare Rabbit any more than I already had, so I had to calm down from cussing her moms the fuck out.

“Why you playing with me, Bunny?”

Her eyes lifted as she smiled.

“I’m not understanding what you mean. I’m not doing anything to your grumpy behind.”

I fought with everything in me not to start picking up everything and throwing it away—including Rabbit’s crayons and coloring book. I knew she was only doing this to fuck with me and I was trying my best to remain calm. I walked up close to her and leaned down so only she could hear me, placed my hand on the back of her neck, and massaged it.

“You’re really begging for me to punish that lil pussy. If you keep fucking with me, I’m going to give ya ass what you’re begging for.” My fingers went to her scalp, and I grabbed a fistful of her braids. I pulled her head back and whispered in her ear, “Clean this shit up or I promise when I come back, ya ass gon’ wish I handed you off to that fuck nigga.”

I could hear her breath hitch as she snatched away and stared at me angrily.

“Don’t ever touch me again… perv!”

I chuckled as the doorbell rang. I looked at the TV mounted in the corner that displayed the camera footage surrounding the house and saw that it was Nelly. I went to get the door as he walked inside with the boot for her foot and sling for her arm.

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