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Chapter summary: Gem is still in Crook's hands and Crooks stirs up trouble with Manhattan…
?The Best Insult Ya Got?
Have you ever tried to sleep with your hands tied behind your back and bruises covering your body. It aint very comfortable, ever since Crooks left I have been trying to sleep but its not working! My head hurts, my back hurts, my heart hurts, its basically a never ending cycle of pain!
I watched through the small dirty window as the sunset and then in the morning twelve boring hours later rise again making it another day that would most likely suck just as bad as the day before! Rising from my crouched position in the corner I sat up and tried to blow the wisps of curls out of my eyes, unsuccessfully. Finally I gave up and waited and sat and waited, as my stomach growled I still waited.
"Gem! Wake up ya filthy skank!" Pecks voice boomed. I looked up at him and glared harder than I ever had in my life. He took a knife and cut the ropes from my hands. As soon as my hands were free I immediately attacked him.
"I hate YOU! You ruined my life!" I yelled as I punched him, my anger had accumulated over the sleepless night. He grabbed my small hand in his and threw me across the room.
"I sware you do dat again and I'll kill ya, ya Skank!" He threw a hard roll and me and left. I threw the so-called roll at the door that slammed behind him and yelled
"Is dat da best insult you got ya bastard!" Not satisfied but a lot calmer, I stood up and started searching for ways out…
to be continued…