Let The Games Begin ( Me Or Him Sequel)

In Progress: Mission 1

"Ok I may not be the smartest person and I'm damn sho not the dumbest but, don't we already know where they going?" Monique stated.

"Yea but, its not exactly liable." EJ responded

" She could have just told her mom that's where she's going." Mike replied.

"Plus Kas did say her mom yelled their supposed to be next location." Prince started. "They may have changed their minds because of that I mean they got a body on their hands right now." he finished.

"So what we need to do is find the exact location of them." Kassie said

"And I know exactly how we can do that." EJ said.

"Spill." Monique said.

"Its a bit risky but I'm a hundred percent sure we can do it." Ej walked up to the white board and wrote in big letters.

MISSION 1: POLICE RAID

"Nigga is you crazy we can't get the police involved!" Prince exclaimed.

"We're not" EJ explained. 

EJ grabbed a marker and started drawing pictures and writing words. We couldn't really tell what he was writing until he was done and moved out the way.

We all looked at the white board. Immediately we got an understanding of the plan.

With Nicole

Nicole's Pov

I searched around my mom's house for the rest of my things as I anxiously awaited a call from Jamal. I was standing in the kitchen when I heard the door unlock. I quickly looked around in search of a knife for protection. I slowly walked towards the front door. Once I was standing right in front of the door it swung open.
"Nicole what the hell are you doing?" My mom yelled after being caught off guard by me holding a knife.

"I was protecting myself, why else do you think I would be holding a knife." I sighed before dropping the knife onto the table that was next to the door for keys.
"Protecting yourself from what?" My mom said as she walked towards the kitchen to sit the some of the groceries down on the table.

"Nothing, it's just-"

"Nicole you've been acting strange and jump for the last 3 weeks. Before you think you can just up and move somewhere with some dude you better tell me what I need to hear NOW!!" She yelled as we both walked towards the car and continued to grab as many bags as we could and put them in Jamals other car. I Ignored her questions the whole time. So much was going through my head I didn't know what to think. I closed the trunk and continued to ignore my mom's lecturing. I went towards my room to grab my clothes. She continued to follow me to my room.

"Nicole I know damn well you hear me fucking talking to you." She yelled standing in the door way while I grabbed my purses out of my closet.

"Porsha I don't owe you a god damn thing I am 21 years old if anything you should be happy I'm leaving now more than anything." I yelled at her

"Who the fuck do you think you're talking too. All the shit I've done for you and you got the nerve to talk to me like you crazy!" She yelled back narrowing her eyes.
Anger took over my body. I stopped right in front her.
"Porsha don't pull that mom shit with me for real, you ain't never been there for me. Yo nasty grown ass brother and nephews would rape me all you do would is say "shake it off" "Your a pretty lightskin black girl shit like that is bound to happen". When I was being bullied in school because of that you were too busy being that man side chick and getting yo ass whooped by his wife to care. When I was beat to a coma for 3 days by your jealous ass nieces you didnt even show up to the hospital. You ain't ever do a damn thing for me. So don't think because you bought me fucking food that it makes up for all the bullshit. You lucky I don't spit in yo fucking face bitch. After today I don't want shit to do with you. Don't try and call me because I'm getting a new phone number. Don't try and meet my son when he's born because I will never mention that you were ever in my life. Stay the hell away from me and enjoy the rest of your fucked up life. I hope god shows no mercy on your soul." I said before grabbing some of the boxes before walking outside towards the car. As I placed boxes in the trunk anger tears rained down my cheeks. At the moment Jamal pulled up in a white truck with two of his friends. He hopped out the car first and walked towards me.
"What's wrong with you baby?" He asked before instructing his friends to get the rest of my stuff out of the house.
"I really don't wanna talk about it right now but when we get home I'll tell you everything."
He just nodded before kissing my cheek. He looked down at my stomach.
"Damn it look like you bout ready to pop boo" He laughed as he rubbed my stomach.
"Boy it's not even that big yet you pushing it" I laughed.