Blood Shed Page #3

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when Pedro here's finished,

I'm scoring me a mamacita.

You think you can

handle that, old man?

Trust me, every

mamacita in this town,

wants a free trip to the

States with a blue-eyed devil.

F***.

Get that f***ing thing off me.

You said you loved me, baby.

I do love you,

and I will take care of our child.

Unless I leave you.

I love you, Jezebel.

You don't leave the

man who loves you.

Even when he treats me no

better than the dogs outside,

roaming the streets.

Roaming like dogs in the street.

Yeah, b*tch. You gonna leave me?

No.

Tell me you gonna leave me now.

Yeah. What you gonna say now?

Come on.

You gonna leave me?

You don't f***ing leave me.

I'll f***ing kill you

before you leave me.

I'll f***ing kill you,

do you hear me?

You f***ing b*tch.

Sorry.

That's not your fault.

You shouldn't have seen that.

You don't like me.

I do like you.

So what, are you...

born again?

Do you have a girlfriend?

Born again?

No. I'm just f***ed up.

That's perfect.

I'm f***ed up, too.

Stop.

I can't.

You gay?

No, I'm not gay.

I just can't.

You know, just because I walk

around all day smiling like an idiot,

doesn't mean that I'm happy.

Samira, I never said

you were happy.

Five more minutes,

I'm coming for your horny ass.

F***!

F***!

F***!

Evette, what the hell?

I told you to stay in the shed.

Oh, I'm sorry,

some f***ing old man

just tried to rape me,

while you're down

there with loverboy.

You're bleeding.

No, there's blood

dripping from the shed.

Can we get the f*** outta here?

What're you doing?

Where did he go?

I don't f***ing know.

Told you.

Ew! What the f*** is that?

What?

I can't find my mom.

You try calling her?

You can't get cell

phone service in here.

You'll find her.

Please, help me find my mom.

I'm leaving.

You can't.

All the doors are locked.

You know the way out?

Only if you help me.

Fine. Come on.

Lead the way.

Why isn't the unit key working?

The deadbolts are locked.

So, you don't have keys to those?

Only Arsen does.

So, he locked us in here?

I don't know.

- Why would he lock us in here?

- I don't know, Evette.

I think Arsen locked us in.

Yeah. I know he did.

This is the guy you

were hooking up with?

You don't have a set of keys?

Not to the deadbolt,

and we tried all of these.

Guess he taught us

scumbags a lesson, huh?

You're really living in here?

Go.

Try this.

Where are you going?

Be careful with that.

The f*** you doin' in my shed, boy?

You workin' for Arsen?

No.

I was helping Trace find his mom.

Sh*t, Trace's mama?

She's probably still out.

She stay leaving that

boy alone, by himself.

How's about giving me a name,

brown eyes?

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