Free A Child of a CRACKHEAD II by Shameek Speight

into the van.
    Tiffany’s instincts told her it was now or never. She knew Black Ice and most of his men will be out in the street kidnapping more women or making drugs sales. She walked to the door and punched in the code 5, 17, 32, 7. “Yes I got it right,” she said out loud as the door opened and she looked both ways sticking her head out of the door making sure there were no guards there. She crept down the hallway making sure to stay close to the wall so the cameras wouldn’t see her. She stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the basement. Once in the basement, she slowly headed down the hall to the third big steel door. In her heart she knew there were a few guards around, but she couldn’t leave without Star and Yasmin. There were no henchmen guarding the big steel door to the room where all the other women were kept. She knew it wouldn’t be because all the men were getting a new women or fresh meat as Black Ice would tell her. She punched in the code she seen Black Ice use. The door popped open a cloud of white smoke rushed out and hit her face. “Shit, what the fuck am I doing?” she said out loud as the crack called to her and made her want to smoke.
    She walked into a large room and had to wait until her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She looked around and saw there were only a few women chained to the wall. “Good that means Black Ice and his men are setting some of the women free, but kidnapping more,” she said to herself as she used her hand to fan some of the smoke out of her face.
    She could see her best friend sitting on the floor rocking back and forth. “Star, it’s me!” Tiffany said bending down next to her.
    Star stopped rocking and looked up at Tiffany. “I did what you said and stopped smoking until you came, but the voices in my head kept telling me to smoke and my body hurts and calls for the crack. I didn’t know how long I could fight it.”
    “Me too, Star. It’s the same for me, but we have to fight so we can get a way. You must have a clear head. Where’s Yasmin?” Tiffany asked as soon as she asked the question moaning could be heard. Star pointed her finger to the dark corner where a henchman was pounding in and out of Yasmin. “Can your chains reach over there into that corner? I have a plan,” Tiffany stated.
    “Yea, it can reach,” Star replied.
    Tiffany and Star both got up without making a sound and walked slowly and quietly over to the henchmen that was still so deep in Yasmin’s sweet wet box. He never noticed them. “We have to kill him Star. It’s the only way,” Tiffany whispered as her and Star threw the chain that was around her ankle around the henchman’s neck.
    “Oh shit!” He tried to yell as Star and Tiffany both pulled on the chain and put their knees pressed into his back.
    “Pull, Star pull!!!” Tiffany yelled as the henchman gasped for air as he tried to pull the chain off his neck. His eyes rolled back into his head and a loud snapping noise was heard as his neck broke.
    “Oh my God, we broke his neck,” Star said as she and Tiffany let go of the chain and his body fell on top of Yasmin.
    “Get him off of me!”Yasmin yelled as she pushed his body to the side and his dick slid out of her. She lay there the whole time just watching them choking him.
    “Hurry Star,” said as Tiffany started to dig in the henchman’s pocket and found a key in on his shoulder holster. She pulled out his heckler 9mm handgun. “Give me a leg,” she ordered. Star leaned her feet towards her and she unlocked the chain. “Now, you Yasmin,” Yasmin did the same.
    “What about the other girls?” Star asked.
    “Listen, we don’t have time to free them all only free two. The rest we have to leave. I’m sorry we’ll come back with the police to help them.”
    “Okay,” Star said as she unlocked two girls,
    “Come on follow us,” she said to the two women she set free.
    The other women in the room began to cry and scream, “Free us,