Mackenna came back to the apartment and found the door kicked in and the place ransacked. The deadbolt had done its job in keeping the door locked, but the thief or thieves had kicked so hard that the bolt ripped through the sheetrock and the doorframe. She stepped inside to see what had been done inside. Her clothes, few as they were, were scattered all over the room. The drawers were smashed to pieces. The furniture was pulled away from the wall, and the television was knocked over. If it wasn’t broken before, it was now, she thought to herself. Just then Chicago’s words came back to her.
“My money!!!” She shouted. Before she had left, Mackenna had pulled back a piece of the carpet and stashed her money underneath it. Tears began to well up in her eyes when she pulled back the carpet and found that instead of unfolded bills, there was a note scratched into the floor.
“Nice try BITCH!!!” Mackenna read it out loud, along with a deep male voice.
“CHICAGO!!!” She shouted, half startled and half relieved that someone friendly was around. However, her relief was short-lived when she saw how angry he looked, and that he was not alone. Two men, one white and almost as big as he was and the other black, a bit shorter were behind him with weird smiles on their faces. Both were sleazy looking.
“Not even in the apartment an hour and you already fucked it up? You’re gonna have to pay to fix all this shit BITCH!!!” Chicago shouted.
“I don’t have any money. The thieves took it all!” Mackenna said nervously.
“Well then, I guess you didn’t hide it good enough! How are you gonna pay me back?” Chicago asked.
“I could work for you. You said you had a job for me.” She responded. With that, Chicago nodded his head.
“I do have an opening, BUT, there is an extensive application process, and not may people pass it.” He informed her as he stepped behind her to survey the room.
“What kind of application process?” Mackenna asked.
“This kind!!!” Chicago responded as he stepped up behind her, reached around her tiny body and violently ripped her sweatshirt off of her. The girl cowered and tried to hide her semi-exposed body from the three men.
“HAHAHA!!! No use hidin’ from us girl!!! We’re gonna see everythin’ you got and MORE!!!” One of the strange men said.
“Why are you doing this to me Chicago? I thought you were my friend!!!” Mackenna trembled.
“I ain’t your friend girl. I’m your fuckin’ pimp!!! You’re one of my girls now!!! And before I send you out to make me money, I gotta see how good you are!!!” Chicago said as he picked the trembling girl up off the floor and slammed her down on the bed.
“Let me go PLEASE!!! I won’t tell anyone!!!” Mackenna pleaded.
“I ain’t lettin’ you go and you ain’t gonna tell no one, ‘cuz I’ll cut you BITCH!!!” Chicago screamed as he stripped Mackenna of her jeans.
“Now you got two choices: One, you do this willingly, make a lot of money and enjoy it. Or two, try and fight me, make no money, and get the worst clients. You have three seconds to decide.”
|