𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞, 𝐨𝐦𝐛/𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧

seventy eight.

CESAR DIAZ POV

NEXT DAY

I'm chasing Monse after school because what Latrelle told me yesterday isn't sitting well with me at all! Is she really friends with Alexa?! Is she really conspiring against me?! I need to know!

"MONSE! Wait up!"

Monse halted and faced me, speaking dryly. "Hello Cesar."

"Hey! You haven't talked to me all week! What's that about?"

"You should take the hint then. I don't wanna talk."

And then she turned on her heels, but I grabbed her arm. "Hey, wait! Did I do something wrong?"

"Are you really asking that?"

"Yes, because I'm lost. We hung out and everything was fine-"

"Until you posted our conversation to make Latrelle jealous," Monse said angrily.

I huffed. "I told you that it was an accident."

"No one is believing that shit! You've been jealous of Latrelle since day one and it's evident! And that's exactly why you came to my rescue so quickly! Because you wanted to steal me away from him!"

"What?! No, you got it all twisted-"

"No, YOU got it twisted if you think that I'mma let you make me look like an easy bitch!" Monse argued. "I'm not easy at all!"

Alright, I have to salvage this. "Look, I rescued you because deep down I really love you, Monse. What we had was special!"

"If what we had was so special, why cheat?!"

"Because I was high! You know that! But Alexa doesn't compare to you at all. No one ever can."

"Yeah that's nice and all, but I now realize that not everyone deserves forgiveness."

"But you already forgave me."

"Well I don't anymore. What ever little friendship we had is over," Monse announced.

I looked at her with pained eyes. "You don't mean that."

"Yes I do mean it because I heard some things about you, Cesar! You were talking shit about me to Ruby?! Saying that I was never a real friend?!"

Why the fuck would Ruby open his mouth? "He told you that?"

"Oh he told me it all."

Wow. Who's the snitch now? "Monse, don't listen to anything that Ruby says. He's fake."

"And you're faker!" Monse hissed. "And I may not be Jamal and Ruby's friend anymore, but they were right to call you the king of shady!"

"And they called you the queen! So don't you see?! We're meant to be by each other's side, Monse!" I told her. "You're not supposed to be worrying about Latrelle's ass!"

Monse just grimaced in disgust. "I'm so done with you."

"MONSE, DON'T WALK AWAY FROM ME!"

"I ALREADY AM!"

And she is, so I said the one thing that I know will make her stay for a little longer. "MONSE, I'M A FUCKING WRECK WITHOUT YOU, OKAY?!"

She slowly turned around like I knew she would. "I think about you all the time and I don't know how to stop! So do you think about me too?"

And she just said four words that broke my heart. "I think about Latrelle."

And then she left for good.

Fucking hell. She's really done with me so it's time to go to extreme measures to get her back.

SHAWN SCOTT POV

Coop is still on my mind. She obviously gave my gun to Latrelle and I'm still not happy about it. And they're obviously not gonna hand it over kindly. They're not gonna hand it over at all so I'mma have to force them to.

I invited some Prophets over to my crib to discuss this shit. Tyrone spoke to me. "What are we doing about this gun situation, man?"

"I'm glad you asked because I was just thinking about it," I began. "Coop threatened me saying that Latrelle was gonna shoot me, and then my gun goes missing?"

"She obviously gave it to him," a Prophet said.

"Exactly. So we need to get that shit back."

"They ain't gonna do that."

"Then we need to use force. So where the fuck is Latrelle?" I demanded to know.

One Prophet sucked his teeth. "Man, we be in the car waiting for him after school, but his ass is nowhere to be found!"

"Of course not," I grumbled. "I may hate the dude, but he knows how to move discreetly."

Tyrone spoke. "He knows that we're after his ass. And if he's moving like a damn mouse, then we got his ass scared. And people tend to slip up when they're scared."

"Yeah but I don't know if that applies to this situation. I don't think he's scared. He's straight up vengeful so we need to shut his ass down," I urged. "So what else do we know about him?"

Tyrone answered. "Well we know he lives in that fancy ass Brentwood house. There's even noise going around saying that Billy Baker is his dad?"

What the fuck? "Damn. We're messing with the son of a former NFL player?"

"Yup. But here's something interesting. Latrelle leaves Brentwood on the weekends and comes back here to Freeridge."

My ears perked up. "Really? Where does he stay?"

Tyrone shrugged. "I'm guessing wherever he used to live."

A Prophet spoke to me. "Man, how are y'all enemies and you don't know where he lives?!"

"Man, I was never checking for his ass until Coop got me involved!"

"Well we need to figure out where he lives," Tyrone said.

"Get on it then."

Tyrone stood up. "Bet. And what about Coop?"

I just smirked like crazy. "Like I said, it's time to use force."

VOTE!