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Majic
Majic Mirrow Image Chapter Three - And the story continues....... I can't believe what an amazing day I had for my first day in the big city. Bridgette thought. I met the perfect gentleman this morning and had the most wonderful day. Oh what a blessing it was to be in the presence of such a powerful man. He moved with a swagger I didn't know existed for a black man. Nothing like the men that came calling on Mama or any of the men around Pine Bluff. It seemed as if he owned the entire city of Memphis. We ate, drank, partied and talked all day long getting to know each other. And I can't remember once seeing him pay for anything. He was so smooth it was like the street's belonged to him. Doors was opened for us, people moved when he said move, glasses were never empty when he was around and service was impeccable. He was the king I was seeking to be his queen. A man that was sure and confidant of his self and he was charming. I could get used to being with a man like him. I wonder why no one has claimed such a fine man. Well I guess they lost my gain, Bridgette thought as she continued to daydream about Stoney. Its late but I need to call my momma and let her know that I'm safe. I'm sure she is worried to death but I could see no other way to leave without her trying to talk me out of leaving. I loved her dearly but I have to make my own way in this world Bridgette reasoned as she dialed Dot number. "hello" Dot answer. " It's me momma" Bridgette replied. Bridgett girl where are you? I have been looking and calling all over town for you, hospital, police, funeral home, friends and family lookin -- " " slow down momma that's why I'm calling to let you know that I'm alright and I'm safe I'm sorry I left the way I did but you left me no other choice. "Bridgette explained. "I just want so much more for you Bridgette. so that you wouldn't end up like me working so hard to raise a child of your own I want you to get a good education meet a good God fearing man and raise me some grandkids." Dot said. "But momma I have met a wonderful man, nothing like the men in Pine Bluff. I don't know where our relationship will go, but I am sure there are some good men here in Memphis." "Memphis!!?" Dot exclaimed. "Girl you don't have a clue how to deal with them fast talking, smooth walking city slickers. Even if you're daddy was one of the most cunning, and deceptive men around, and I know it runs in your blood, but you can't trap or manipulate those city men like you did these country boy's. I am your mother, I know you was getting money from all the little hustlers around here, and I let you live your life. But you are in the big leagues now. And them mean streets will chew you up and spit you out." Dot said. "Yes momma I did what I had to make it in Pine Bluff. But you taught me to work hard for what I want and to use what I got to get what I need. I know my dad was a hustler and you was his main woman. I remember him showering me with gifts and you dressing me up in all the cute dresses. He called me his little princess, now it's time I become a Queen." Bridgette said. "Just be careful, and know that I am praying for you. You are my only child and I will always be there for you. No matter what you will always have a home here with me. Let me know if you need anything, because I am with you a hundred percent." Dot said full of emotion. As she realized she had to let her daughter go. And hope that the mean streets of Memphis wasn't too hard on her. "Thanks momma I'm fine right now. I plan on looking for a job in the morning so let me get some rest. I love you dearly and I will talk to you soon." Bridgette said as she hung up the phone tired from her full day and emotionally draining phone call. As she prepared for bed all she could think of was Stoney. When she finally laid down she slept with a smile on her face dreaming of a life as Stoney's Queen. Bridgette awoke early the next morning was dressed and out the door. She stopped at Stoney diner hoping for a glance of the man of her dreams. She ate and looked through the help wanted ads. She found a couple of places she wanted to apply for a job. She left and found a map of the city and begin the process of looking for a job. After a long day of bus rides and walking, her feet was sore but she kept a smile on her face and continued to fill out applications for jobs all over Memphis. She was tired and resting her feet when she noticed a help wanted sign across the street. She walked over and entered the small building where a man was talking on the phone and trying to do some paper work as other phones continued to ring. She waited until he noticed her standing there then she spoke. "You look like you could use some help." She stated. "I can!" The man replied. As phones continued to ring. "Are you here to help?" He asked. "Yes I need a job if that's what you are asking." Bridgette said. "Can you type?" He asked. Yes fifty five words per minute " she replied. "You have a country accent but a pleasant voice so I'm sure you can answer the phone. Problem is I need you to start work immediately, can you handle that?" He asked. "Yes I would be glad to start now but what would my salary be?" She asked. "The way things are going for me right now you can right your own checks. Just start answering these calls. This is my realty company. Make appointments for anyone who wants to see property around town." He informed her. "I can do that." Bridgette said as she got comfortable and begin her first day of work. Once the day was over she was very proud of what she had accomplished in such a short period of time. It's as if she was meant to be here in this wonderful city. Bridgette caught on quick to her duties at the office which sometimes took her all over the city. She had been only working a few days when her boss sent her out to check on a piece of property. As she rode to meet the owner of the property Stoney was still heavy on her mind it was as if she was always looking for him or waiting for him to pull up and sweep her off her feet and ride off into the sunset in his Cadillac. As she entered the Establishment she noticed what a prime piece of property it was and the potential it has to be a real money maker. After speaking with the owner and taking some notes. She scheduled an appointment with the owner to come and have a visit with her boss. She took a few pictures of the outside of the building and did the same inside. When she was finished she was back on the bus and on her way to the lawyers office to drop off some forms and pick up some paper's for her boss to sign. Once inside she has to go through the waiting process. Fifteen minutes later she was out the door and on her way unbeknown to her that the man of her dreams was right there in the office....
By Roger Lowman6 years ago in Criminal
Majic
MAJIC ~ MIRROR IMAGE ~ CHAPTER TWO "Bitch look here when it comes to my money you go get it and don't play no games with it" Stoney tells his whore Trish and slaps her across the face. "Yes daddy I'm going to get your money" she replied after the slap. " Then what you standing here for go and hit them tracks" he screams at her and she sashays away with her tight mini skirt. " Stupid ass skeezer" Stoney mutter's not caring if she heard him or not. Stoney was a heartless pimp. Coming up in the streets of Memphis he couldn't afford to have any heart. Stoney stood six foot two with a dark chocolate complexion skin tone. He was a solid two hundred and twenty pounds of straight muscles and he didn't get it from working out but from surviving in the trenches of the streets. Constantly fighting defending off kids that were bigger then him because back then he was real small and starving. The kids use to pick on him and call him Stoney the Shrimp. But now the streets of Memphis called him Stoney the Pimp. And he had earned the name. Stoney had one of the biggest stables of women in the whole Memphis covering the north, east, south, and west. Not only did he have women but he also had a numerous amount of business ventures. Stoney is what you called a Hustler. Any and everything he could get in to make money he was in it. He had a diner a car wash a boutique and a few houses. Stoney wasn't the flashy type he just liked to get money because growing up he never had nothing. But now he had it all. He even had the envy, jealousy, and hate of others who wanted to be in his shoes. But no one could be Stoney because no one felt the pain in Stoney stomach from not having nothing to eat at night. Having to dig in trash cans just so that the hunger pains can go away. Sleeping in abandoned buildings and houses. Some nights freezing cold with nothing to keep him warm. Then the pain from how he lost of his mother. How he sat back helpless and watched his mother shoot drugs into her vains until she overdosed right in front of his eyes. Falling into a heavy nod never to wake up again. After sitting in the abandoned house with the dead body of his mother for more then a week with nothing to eat and after a thousand attempts to wake his mother up because he was hungry, Stoney knew something was wrong. So he cried. He cried until he couldn't cry no more because he knew his mother was dead. And he wanted revenge. The person who sold his mother the drugs had to die too. He already didn't have nothing. Now the only thing he did have was taken too. He gave her the best burial he could. Covering her up in a blanket and saying a prayer over her body. Then he left out of the abandoned house on a mission. Not even feeling the hunger pains any more. His mother use to always take him with her to this certain house when she bought her drugs. So he was headed there now. He knew the dude would open up the door for him because the dude use to always try to rub on his head when his mother brought him with her. When he got to the house he just stood there in front of the front door. He was confused because he didn't know what to do. All he knew is that he wanted to kill the man. But he didn't know how to go about doing it. He almost lost his heart and turned around to leave. But decided he made it this far he might as well follow through. He stepped up on the front porch and knocked on the door "thump thump thump". His knocks was soft on the door but someone had heard because he heard shuffling inside of the house. "Who out there?" The person inside asked. "Sto sto Stoney" He stutters. "Stoney who?" The person ask. "Cindy son Stoney" He answered managing to stop the stuttering. "Cindy?" The person ask. Everyone knew Cindy. She was a well known whore and druggie in Memphis. Then the locks started unlocking and the door opens. Dude peeps his head out the crack "where Cindy at boy? What you doing over here by yourself?" He asked Stoney. "My Momma dead" Stoney tells him. The Dude looks at him unbelieving. "How you know she dead?" He asked. "She went to sleep and when I tried to wake her up she wouldn't get up" Stoney tells him. "Damn it come on in, you hungry?" He asked Stoney. As Stoney steps into the house he confirms he's hungry by shaking his head yeah. "Well come on. I got some lunch meat in the refrigerator." The whole time he was thinking to himself how he was going to get rid of the kid. He didn't have time for no children. Especially one that wasn't his. He took Stoney into his kitchen and sat him down at the kitchen table. " sit there and let me make you a sandwich" He tells Stoney. Stony sits at the table looking around the room trying to come up with a plan on how to kill this man. The man came back to the table and sat a sandwich on a plate down and a cup filled with milk in front of Stoney and took the seat opposite Stoney with his back at the kitchen sink. "So you say Cindy dead huh?" He ask Stoney. "Yeah she dead" Stoney says after gobbling down the last bite of his sandwiche. "Tell me what happened?" He asked Stoney. Stoney explained to him how when him and his mother left his spot that they did their usual. And how when she shot up she nodded off never to wake up again. The Dude put the picture together and figured that Cindy had overdosed. He must have sold her a bad batch of heroin the last time she had come through. Well better her then me he thought to himself. "You done eating that food?" He asked Stoney ready to get rid of the boy. Yeah I'm done" Stoney answered. "Pick up them dishes and and put them in the sink" He tells Stoney. Stoney gathers up the dishes and walks behind the man to the sink. The man pulled out a cigarette and fired it up while Stoney did what he told him to. When Stoney got to the sink to set the dishes inside he spotted a steak knife sitting in the sink. Without a second thought he grabbed the knife and tighten his grip around the wooden handle. When he turned back around dude was still puffing on his cigarette not paying him no mind. Stoney decided that this was his chance. He walked up behind the man and raised his arm with the knife in it. When he brought it down it landed right in the side of dude neck. "Ahhhhh!!!!!" He screams. Stoney pulled the knife out and brought it back down again with swiftness and precision the blow hitting the man in a main artery in his neck which made blood skurt up five foot in the air. "Ahhhhh you motherfucker" He screams and grabs his neck falling to the floor with the knife sticking out of his neck. Stoney stood over him and watched him wiggle and squirm until all the life drained out of him. Once Stoney knew he was dead he started searching through the house. When he got to the living room he found nothing. Then the bedroom. He came up on a shoe box full of money. Then he found a stash of heroin. He didn't know how much it was worth but he knew he could make money off of it. He grabbed a pillow case off of the pillow on the bed and put everything inside of it. Then he went back to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and racked all the food inside of the pillow case. After he was done he took one more look at the dead figure on the floor. At the tender age of thirteen he had just killed his first man. And it wouldn't be his last. He walked slowly to the front door making sure he didn't overlook nothing. When he opened the door two fiends was standing outside." Hey~" They was about to say something until they saw that it was the wrong person. Stoney stepped out and closed the door behind him and went on about his business. The two fiends would spread the word in the streets that they had seen Cindy boy coming up out of the dope house when the dope man had been killed and robbed. Nothing never came of the situation but that set the streets to talking about how he was a stone bloodied killer. When he got back to the abandoned house he sat down and poured the contents of the pillow case on the floor right where his mother lay. He took the money and drugs and set it to the one side and put the food to the other. He counted up the money by putting it in stacks of thousands. He counted real slow so that he wouldn't mess up plus he wasn't in no rush. When he was finished he had a total of sixty three thousand dollars. All he knew was it was a lot of money compared to what he was use to having and that was nothing. The most money Stoney ever had in his hand at one time was a dollar and now to have all this money he felt empowered. The first thing he wanted to do was get his mother a proper burial. He counted out five thousand of the dollars and put the rest back in the shoe box. He put the stash of heroin inside also. He kneels down and said a prayer over his mother. Then pulled at the floor boards until he found one loose. When he found one he put the shoe box under the board and left the house. He wasn't worried about the food, it wasn't no refrigerator to put it in, so he was going to eat it when he got back. He walked up Main street until he came to a funeral home. He rings the door bell and a spooky looking dude come to the door. "How can I help you son?" He ask. "I'm trying to bury my mother sir" He said to the man. "Bury your mother? Where she at son?" The man ask. Stoney gives him the directions to the abandoned house. "You mean to tell me no one knows she dead?" The man ask. "Know one knows but me" Stoney answers and digs in his pocket pulling out the money and hands it to the man. "Can you bury her?"Stoney ask. "What's this son?" He ask answering Stoney question with a question looking at the money. "That's so you can bury her properly." Stoney answers. The man looks at Stoney and sees the little scraggly boy and thought to himself that the boy had to be starving. He counted through the money. Five thousand dollars. He wondered where the kid could get his hands on so much money looking how he was looking. He didn't want to take all the kids money so he counted off a thousand dollars and handed it back to the kid. "Here you go son. We going to bury your Momma. You take this money and go buy you some food and clothes. Give me the directions to your house again" He tells Stoney. Stoney gave him the directions again and left out. He wanted to get back to the house to get the food and his money. Because after he buried his mother he wasn't going to return to the house. When he got back he gathered up everything and put it back in the pillow case and hid it in a cabinet. When he heard the man car pull up he went outside and showed him in. When the man stepped in the house he smelled the stench of the dead body instantly. When he pulled back the blanket the woman was starting to decompose but he could still recognize her beautiful face. Cindy. Even through all the whoring and drug abuse she was still beautiful even in death. So the boy had to be her young son Stoney he thought. "Come on son we got to get her out of here and down to the funeral home." He tells Stoney and together they got the body out of the house and into the hearse. Once the body was situated Stoney stepped back and waited for the man to get in and leave. Once the man noticed this he asked "you not going to get in son?" "No sir I'll walk down there" Stoney answered. The man looked at him puzzled and shrugged his shoulders. "Oh well if you'd like" he said and got in the hearse crunk it up and drove off. Stoney went back in the abandoned house and got the pillow case. He had seen a room~in house that rented out rooms when he was walking to the funeral home. He had planned on getting a room at the place to stay in. He made up his mind that he would never sleep on the streets again. And he would never go hungry again. He stopped by a clothes store and got fitted for some nice threads. He wanted to look good for his mother burial. After he was done shopping he went to the room~ in house. The price was ten dollars a day plus they afforded the occupant a small refrigerator and stove. Stoney paid for the week went to the room and sat down on the soft bed. It had been awhile since he slept in a bed. Wood and concrete was all he could remember. He put the food in the fridge and started searching for somewhere to hide the shoe box. None of the floor boards would move so he couldn't hide it there. He didn't know anyone he could trust with the money so he was dead on that issue. He decided to keep everything with him because he didn't want to lose it. He went and got him a hot bath which turned the bath water black after he was done. The cleaness left his skin feeling tingly. He put on a pair of the new clothes and shoes and couldn't help but smile. He looked like a totally new person. He grabbed up the shoe box ready to walk out the door but then thought better of it. He went to the fridge and got out a brown paper bag poured out what was in it and put the money and heroin inside it. Rolled it up nice and tight then headed to the funeral home. When he got there the man who ran the place was waiting on him. Everything was done all they had to do was put his mother in her resting place. When Stoney looked at his mother in the casket she was beautiful. Especially in the dress the man had put her in. They rolled the casket outside to the hearse and put her inside. This time Stoney got in and rode to the burial site. Once they was to the site they got out and took the casket to a spot where the ground was already dug up. They lowered her in then Stoney turned to the man, "I'll cover her up with the dirt" He tells him. He grabbed the shovel and went to work shoveling the dirt. The man stood back and watched. He saw something in the kid. He saw the will and determination of survival. Right then he knew that whichever way that the kid decided to go he was going to go far. When Stoney was done he was fatigued and drenched in sweat. He fell down to a knee right at his mother grave out of breath. The man stepped up to him. "Bow your head son" He tells Stoney and Stoney bowed his head and the man spoke a beautiful sermon for Stoney mother. The man's words was kind and touching and when he was done Stoney opened his eyes shedding his last tears because from that point on he promised his self that he wouldn't cry no more. From that moment on he was going to be one heartless motherfucker. Not having a care in the world. And now his ambitions was to take over the world. If not the world then the whole town of Memphis. And that's exactly what he did. When Stoney came out of his trance remembering that fateful day he had to bury his mother he looked around. He ran the city. The drugs that was being sold was his. The pussy that was being sold was for him. If he didn't own a business he had investments in it. But he would give it all up to have his mother back. He walked over to his Cadillac coup deville looked around one last time and got in. He was ready to eat so he was heading over to his spot which he named Stoney diner. He had hired some of the best chef's in Memphis to run his spot and it stayed full because of that. When he stepped out of his car at his place some people spoke, some nodded, some envied, some hated, but everyone respected Stoney because they knew he wasn't nothing to be played with. People who tested or disrespected Stoney wasn't around anymore. Rumors was that Stoney killed them and got rid of the body. Some say people fleed the scene after an incident with Stoney knowing that they could lose their life going up against him. Whatever the reason people was missing never to be heard from again and all the blame lay on Stoney. When Stoney walked into the diner all eyes was on him. Not because he he was immaculately dressed in a creamed colored beige three piece suit, but because his presence was so demanding and his aura so strong. He moved so sure of himself a person just knew he owned the place. He stopped at a few tables speaking to people. Then he went and sat at his table that was situated in a back corner of the restaurant. As soon as he sat down his head waitress came sashaying over. "Hey Stoney how are you doing?" She asked setting his drink on the table. But he wasn't paying no attention to her at all. His eyes were locked in on this beautiful pecan tan sister sitting at the bar looking like a real winner. He didn't know her and Stoney made it a priority to know every woman in Memphis. Either they sold pussy for him, worked or wanted to work for him. "Who's the girl at the bar?" He asked the waitress. She turned around and looked, then turned back to Stoney. "She came in about an half a hour ago. Had breakfast an order of coffee and been sitting there drinking it" she informs him. "Is she waiting on someone or here to see someone?" He asked. "No not that I know of. Like I said she just been sitting there." She tells him once more. Stoney got up from the table and walked over to the bar where the girl was sitting at. When he got closer to her he admired her long dark curly hair laying on her head in it's natural state. "Good morning" He said to her getting ready to sit in the seat next to her. When she looked up at him the girl had some of the most beautiful hazel brown eyes he had ever seen and he was mesmerized by them. The first thought in his head was that she could make a lot of money for him selling pussy on the streets of Memphis. "Good morning" she says back in a soft voice almost a whisper. "I hate to intrude on you but are you waiting for someone?" Stoney ask her. "No I'm not" she answers. "Well can I ask your name?" Stoney ask her. "Bridget" she answers. "Bridget huh? And what part of the world you from?" Stoney asked Bridget. "I'm from Pine Bluff" she tells him. Thinking that he automatically knew where it was. "Pine Bluff? Where's that at?" He asked. It's a little town in Arkansas" she says. "You way from Arkansas? What you doing in Memphis? He asked. "I just decided to get away from the country life. I wanted to see a city and Memphis was right here so here I am" she says with a smile that lit up the whole Memphis. Bridget was enjoying Stoney company he made her feel at ease. And he was quite handsome with his dark smooth skin. And he was impeccably dressed in his suit and tie. Stoney didn't know it but he was wooing her off her feet. Bridget didn't know it but she was in the presence of a very dangerous man. "Well being you don't know much about the city let me take the pleasure in showing you around the town" he says. I don't want to be a burden on you. You look like a very important man and you may have better things to do with your time." Bridget tells Stoney. "Believe me Bridget I have nothing better else to do. Plus I would honored to be in the presence of a beautiful woman all day." Stoney says. Melting any defenses that she would try to put up. "Well I have to pay my bill." She said. "Don't worry about it. It's already taken care of." Stoney says and she just looks at him. "Come on let's go so I can show you the town." He says and holds his arm out for her like the perfect gentleman. She stood up and took his arm in hers and they exited the restaurant and got in Stony Cadillac. Stoney rode through the whole city. Showing her places and taking her into places that belong to him, having a good time with her. It had been a long time since he relaxed and had a good time. Bridget just made him feel good. He figured by the end of the week he'd have her selling pussy for him. He knew if she made him feel good she'd make other men feel good too. After the evening was over with he dropped her off to her spot that she was staying in promising to see her again. He left her in wonder of who was this man that swept her off her feet. And as he drove back to attend his business wondering was he getting soft for a bitch. He couldn't deny it. It was something about that girl that made him feel some type of way. *****
By Roger Lowman6 years ago in Criminal
MAJIC
HARD HUSTLER ENTERPRISE PRESENTS MAJIC ~ MIRROR IMAGE ~ CHAPTER ONE "Bridget get your lil hot ass in this house. That girl is going to be the death of me walking around here with all these tight clothes on got all these young boys sniffing around here. I just want her to get her education so she doesn't have to depend on no man. Lord I don't want her to end up with no smooth talking, no good, low life like her daddy. That man know he can talk a cat off a fish truck. But Lord knows how I loved that man. I just have to protect my baby from all the pain and heartbreak that come with falling in love with these no good street Hustlers." Ms. Dot stressed. Momma is always trying to embarrass me. Bridget thought as she walked towards the small two bedroom home she shared with her mother. It was clean and safe cause her mother worked hard to keep her comfortable. I am sure life would be so much better if my dad was here or if mama had a man in her life. Then she could leave me alone. Bridget thought as she entered the house and begin her chores. Dot was in the kitchen when Bridget entered the house, she greeted her daughter with a warm embrace. "Bridget how was school today?" Dot asked. "Same as usual, boring. I am so tired of school sitting there doing nothing. When I could be some where making some money for the things I want and need" Bridget said. Bridget your time will come, the only thing you need to concentrate on is your education. I don't want you to end up like me. Your education will be the key to your success . Don't rush to grow up enjoy your life things will work out for you" Dot advised. "I know you only want what's best for me mama, but I don't want just clean clothes I want new clothes. I want perfume, jewelry, the finer things in life. Things you can't buy me. Things I must get for myself. I'm seventeen now. I don't want to go to college I want to make some money." Bridget said. "School will be over soon and you will be a high school graduate. I will be so proud of you". Dot said with tears in her eyes as she watched her young daughter. Admiring the beautiful young woman she has grown into. The mix of a father who is a Hustler to his heart. Ruthless, cunning, manipulative, clever and down right nasty. And a mother who is sexy, loving, voluptuous, smart and beautiful but most of all naive. I just pray that God will watch over my baby, Dot thought as she looked into Bridget face. "Momma I'm going to graduate, but I have plans of my own and going to school is not a part of the plan". Bridget said as she dropped her head to look away from the hurt in her mother's eyes as she walked to her room. As Bridget lay on her bed she thought of the big house she would live in a fancy cars she would ride in. All the new clothes and shoes she will own the beautiful jewelry she will wear. And all the men that would admire her she would not grow old like her mother and let her good looks go to waste. No she will use what she got to get what she want. Two weeks later school was out. With the money Bridget had saved and the money she received from her open house from family and friends, Bridget was ready to spread her wings and leave the safe nest of her Mother's house. Knowing that Dot would never go for her leaving Pine Bluff on her own. She knew she would have to sneak away in the middle of the night. As she lay in bed fully dressed waiting on the right time to leave, all she could think of was all the wonderful things she would do when she got to the big city. All the bright lights and fancy cars. All the places to go and people to see. It would be a dream come true. As Bridget waited with butterflies in her stomach her adventure would soon begin. And her dreams will become a reality******** Memphis Tennessee this is the place for me. Bridget thought as she enjoyed the sights and sounds of the big city. The noise of the traffic the smell of the food, gas, and oil in the air. People Rushing here and there. The sight of all the tall buildings. Yes this is where she will build her future. Now I just have to find me a hotel room for the time being. She approached the taxi stand and began to inquire about a room close by. Soon she was in a cab and on her way. She arrived at a quiet little motel on the edge of downtown Memphis. She paid for one month in advance and begin to get her room in order. As she put her things away she couldn't help but dream of all the men that would be willing to take care of her and treat her like the queen she is. So let me get some rest so I can know my new city tomorrow. Bridget rested fitfully as she worried about her Momma Dot and how she would have to contact her and let her know she was alright. And excited at the fact that she had an entire city to explore starting in the morning. Bridget woke up with the birds, showered and was out the door within the hour. Careful to make sure every hair was in place and every natural curve was on display. As she stroll through the neighborhood listening and watching the city come alive right before her eyes. She grabbed a newspaper and went in search of a place to eat. She did not realize how famished she was until she smelled the scent of bacon, eggs, and coffee coming from the establishment she was standing in front of. She looked up to see that it was Stoney diner. She entered the restaurant to enjoy her first meal in the big city. ######## To be continued.
By Roger Lowman6 years ago in Criminal
St Phillipa's Finishing School For Girls
Elizabeth, Juliana, Guinevere, Helena and Loretta were all, in their own ways, perfect young women, all with differing extreme smarts and unimaginable beauty, following the life paths that Mother and Father approved of. Marrying into high class, posh and wealthy families, with husbands and fathers-in-law’s working in high paid, revolutionary positions and wealthy lineage.
By Bree-Amethyst S G-M6 years ago in Criminal
Running
Jenniffer was scared and alone, she knew he was looking for her, she knew if he found her, hell would be paid. Jenniffer kept running, she had to find somewhere to hide! She was getting tired, not just mentally but also physically. She had been running away from him for so long she didn't even truly know if he was still following her. Jennnifer had stayed with friends for a few weeks here and there, but never stayed long, he was paying people to be her friends, to try and either get her killed or put in jail under pretense. It was nothing for him to drop a grand or more, just to torment her. She knew this, she knew it all too well when she ran away from him just months ago. and now her she was running down the street, no one to help her, running and alone. She came to a corner, and just to the left, a dinner was open! Yes! a public place, if he finds me here, someone can help, or at least she was hopeful. Jennifer ran as fast as she could to the doors of the establishment. When she got to the doors, she barely looked before entering. An action she would soon regret. She burst through the door, almost soon as she did that she was instantly filled with regret. How could she be so stupid? She should have known. Why would any eating establishment be open at this hour unless he was connected in some way, Sure enough, there was his right-hand goon. Jenniffer froze. Her eyes began to scan the room, that's when she realized, it had all been a cat and mouse game, she was the mouse and she couldn't escape. Jennifer turned to run back out the door but it was too late. His goons had her surrounded. She suddenly felt the cloth over her mouth, from behind her. She managed a little struggle, but the drug in the cloth knocked her out almost immediately. It all happened so fast, they had her now and there was no telling what he would have in store for her. Jennifer found herself almost welcoming the death that faced her, at least all the running and all the fear would be gone. She wouldn't have to deal with this any-more. The feeling of death became even more inviting. Little did she know, This was not her end.. yet.
By Alison Blanco6 years ago in Criminal
Crash: Flame Warriors MC
Chapter 1 Crash "Where have you've been cutie?" A voice asks me but I would know that voice from anywhere. "What do you want Damnation?" I ask him irritated. I had my back to him because I was in the back of the bar. As soon as I saw him walk into the bar I knew I had to sneak out the back. I couldn't face him, mostly because his damn blue eyes were so cute. I can't betray my club for falling for this guy. I can't lose my family, my club, my brothers. All for what, a fling! Damnation is the only guy I have ever been attracted to, so maybe this will go away and I don't have to try...
By TiJah Writes6 years ago in Criminal
The True Mafias Daughter
Chapter one: Hello, My name Is Lethona Goodright and this is my story. Some people would wonder what is the hardest thing in life, some would say "when I had to start living on my own" or "when my parents died". I personally would say the hardest thing was coming of age for my fathers use. My father is Nethanal Goodright, the Mafia boss of little town Finoshia, Kansas. Nobody would think that this town would be that connected but it is. My father has connections through out the the US and the world.
By Aubrie Anderson6 years ago in Criminal
