Stranded by Silk White

Author:Silk White
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fiction, african american, wahida clark, ashley jaquavis, silk white, tears of a hustler, good2go publishing, mychea, the teflon queen
Publisher: Good2go Publishing LLC

Chapter 15

Sleeping Beauty

Trina laid sleep out in the middle of the woods. In her dreams her, Pam, and Little Dezzy were having the best time of their lives at Six Flags hanging out, riding roller coasters, and eating cotton candy. The look on Pam and Little Dezzy’s faces were priceless. The three of them just couldn’t stop smiling. All throughout the dream Trina made sure she gave her mother and brother as many hugs as possible. The thought of losing them again disturbed her. Suddenly Trina was abruptly awoken by something wet splashing down on her face. Trina woke up gasping for air as if she was drowning.

“What the fuck!” she huffed when she looked up and saw Tom and another big white man standing over her with their penis’s exposed peeing on her head and face.

Trina screamed as the warm urine assaulted her face, head, and hair. She tried to quickly hop up on her feet and take off running. Trina made it about six steps away before Jake violently clothes lined her. The impact and force was so powerful that it caused Trina to summersault through the air before hitting the ground like a ton of bricks. Trina laid flat on her back staring up at the sky trying to get her thoughts together and shake off the cob webs when Ann came out of nowhere and came down with a hard stomp to her face.

“Stupid black bitch!” Ann shouted kicking Trina in her ribs. For all the trouble and walking Trina and Dez had made them do, Ann was eager to make her pay. “Where’s that nigger father of yours?” Ann shouted placing another kick to Trina’s ribs.

The pain was intense, but still Trina kept her mouth shut.

Jake reached out, grabbed a handful of Trina’s hair with much force, roughly snatched her up on her feet, and pinned her arms up above her head in a full nelson position.

Trina looked up and saw Tom standing in front of her holding a large hatchet in his hand and a no nonsense look on his face.

“Where’s Dez?” His question was simple.

“Fuck you!” Trina spat bravely. She knew she was as good as dead. There was no way that Tom was going to let her live and she knew it. If Trina was going to die, she at least planned on dying with some dignity. Even if she did know Dez’s whereabouts, she would never tell Tom. He would have to kill her first.

Tom’s fist shot out in a flash and punched Trina in the pit of her stomach causing her to break out into a coughing fit. He then placed the sharp hatchet under Trina’s shirt and brought his hand down quickly.

Trina stood held up in the full nelson position and watched as her shirt and bra fell down to the ground, exposing her young firm, round, and perky breasts.

“Now,” Tom began. “I’m going to ask you one more time,” he said looking Trina in her eyes. “Where’s Dez?”

The look in Tom’s eyes told Trina all she needed to know.

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