Chapter 20

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Quan's POV:

I sat down in the seat of the Italian restaurant looking around at how happy everyone looked around me. This was my last day of freedom before I go back to court for kidnapping that bitch. I hated how things went. India promised me she was going to take care of this sh*t but look at where I'm at now.

"Good Afternoon Quantell." India said while she took a seat in front of me and removed her glasses. "Hello Octavia." I said trying to piss her off.

"Quan don't f*ckin start. Just because your dumbass wanted to keep her there in that warehouse for a week doesn't mean you could call me out my name." She told me with attitude laced in her voice.

I chuckled and looked at her. "But everyone else could call you Octavia? Cut the bullsh*t out." 

She huffed and rolled her eyes. The waitress came over and took our orders and left to put them in. "Octa- India, you promised me that I would be with Cayla and she would love me forever. It was your idea to kidnap her and all that other sh*t. I helped you with those text messages! But you got what you wanted and I did all that work for nothing! I'm going to jail and I know it because I thought you were really helping me as well." I said telling her how I really feel.

"You want me to go to jail? I'm just going to end up in that crazy house again!" She said a little too loud. 

I looked around and thank god no one was paying attention to us. "No but I want you to fix things! I don't want to go to jail for a plan you came up with. Matter of fact, I think your ass needs to be up in the crazy house again. They didn't cure you enough." I spat.

She got up out the seat and grabbed the collar of my shirt. "Listen you bitch n*gga, don't you dare talk to me like that. I left the institution because I was cured. I'm perfectly fine and stable so don't you dare f*cking tell me I need to go back." 

She let go of my collar and sat back in the seat making sure no one was watching. I looked at her and the longer I did the more I felt my anger rise and I felt like I wanted to punch her and stab her in the throat.

The waitress came and placed our food on the table and I didn't take an eye off of her. She really got me heated.

"Quantell dear, are you okay?" she asked smiling at me. I rolled my eyes and tried eating my food before I ended up with another charge.

Just when I was going to respond I heard a female voice from behind me. "India? Is that you?!" I turned around and a beautiful dark skin girl walked over to the table.

"Oh my gosh! Bernice!? Is that really you!?" India said and got up to give the girl a hug. She was absolutely beautiful. Nice chocolate skin, long beautiful hair and a nice plump ass. 

"How have you been?! When did you get out?" Bernice asked looking India up and down. "I got out about a few years ago. How you been?" India asked. 

"I been good. I feel so much stronger and more independent now. I feel good." I looked up at the two and rolled my eyes.

"Oh that's good. Sorry I didn't introduce you! This is my good friend Quantell. Quantell this is Bernice. A friend of mine from the institution." India said. "Nice to meet you Quantell." Bernice smiled. 

I smiled back and kissed the back of her hand to stuck out for me to shake. "Nice to meet you too beautiful." I said making her blush.

India cleared her voice and gave me the "don't" look. "So Bernice, hows Korey?" 

"She's dead. That's a story I would need lots of time to tell you." Bernice said looking a little sad. "Oh my goodness! Are you serious?" India looked like she was going to burst into a fit of tears. 

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