𝐌.𝐘.𝐒.𝐓.𝐄.𝐑.𝐘 | Completed |

Chapter 5

The following night

Mystery's POV

At home

After a few hours, prom ended, but what Gina said kept playing in my head.

"Mama," I yell, with no response. "Mama!" I yell again.

After I yelled that time, Dre came out of the kitchen and told me Mama was gone for the rest of the weekend on a trip.

I went up to my room, got into comfortable clothes, and got in the bed, but when I tried to go to sleep, loud ass music started playing.

"What the fuck!" I mumble, putting my head under my pillow, but that failed.

After that attempt, I went downstairs to see who was playing the music, well, the correct way to say it is, who's DJing it.

"Dre!", I yell to get his attention, but he didn't hear me. "DRE!"

"What?!" He asks, still paying more to his DJing.

"Can you please stop!?" I yell.

"I would, but I'm trying to practice, Ren, Yella, Cube, and Eazy will be here in a couple of minutes." He informs.

"Well, continue what you were doing then," I say, rolling my eyes, and going back to my room.

9:55

After a few more minutes, everyone Dre said was going to have here arrived.

The music quickly got louder, and the louder it got, the more people who came, so it was clear Dre was having a party.

"Oh my god!" I complain, once more putting my head under my pillow, but someone opened my door.

As I looked back, it was Christopher.

"Mystery, can we talk-"

"We have nothing to talk about." I'm cut him off.

"Mystery please." He begs, and at that point, I just gave in.

"Two minutes."

"Gina said that you had an STD and that you've been fucking niggas behind my back, so when I told her I was going to ask you about it, she said not to and to go to the prom with her instead of you." He explains.

"And you listened to that lying hoe!?"

"Mystery I'm sorry, I should've asked you." He admits, and at that point, I felt a little bad for not giving him a chance, but I was also still mad.

"Can you please forgive me?" He asks.

"Fine," I say, as I go up to him and give peck him on the lips.

"Now, before my brother for some reason come in here and starts trippin', you need to go," I tell him as he nods his head.

As I opened the door, Dre and Michel'le were standing at the door.

"Why the hell you got a nigga up in here!" Dre yells.

"Dre chill out, we didn't do anything!" I say.