There’s one window in here but after I tried escaping my first night here, Steve came in and boarded it up so good, I can’t tell if it’s night or day. Yes, I said Steve! My mama’s boyfriend Steve that Tamia and I killed. Well, we thought we killed! Remember me beating him over and over with Tamia’s stick with the nails going through it? Remember her stopping me? So yeah, the fact that he came back and fucking kidnapped me is her fault! She should’ve allowed me to finish him off. We weren’t going to get caught! We left the coast right afterwards and moved to Detroit, and nobody ever came looking for us. I did fuck him up pretty good though and every time he looks down or get ready to piss, he will think about me! Thinking back to my first night here, my head began to hurt. I woke up to Steve sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed I was tied to. “Did you miss me?” he asked, smiling with his head cocked to the side like he was crazy. “Fuck you!”
