𝓑𝓪𝓭 𝓓𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼

𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽

| October 22nd - Chicago Illinois |
| 2:35pm - Unknown house |
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Tiana's POV:

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"Does it ever shut up?" A girl that I worked with asked me and I rolled my eyes. "He has a name and he wants his mother" I explained to her. "Well then he's gonna be crying for a while because his mother will be dead soon" she mugged Treyvon causing him to cry even more and I rolled my eyes.

"Get the fuck out if you just gonna stand there and be a pain in my ass" I scoffed while picking up Treyvon. I placed his head over my shoulder while holding onto him tight and rocking him up and down.

"Maybe if you wasn't babysitting and actually did your job right then I wouldn't be annoying you" Destiny clapped back and I mugged her. "Okay we get it, y'all are both annoying as fuck" our boss walked into the room.

"What's so special about Ariana Grande anyways?" Destiny rolled her eyes. "Nothing, that's why I want her dead" Our boss said in a duh tone.

"Think sometimes Destiny. Whatever Ariana and I have against each other is between us so mind your business" she waved Destiny off and I chuckled while Treyvon fell asleep.

"What's our move because Ariana keeps blowing up my phone. I just wanna get this over with" I said and my boss nodded. "Next time she calls answer. Tell her there's this fancy party tonight, don't tell her it's my party. Give her the address and I'll take care of everything else."

"You really think she's gonna come to Chicago the same day without any type of notice beforehand?" Destiny asked and I rolled my eyes. "Destiny you idiot. We have her kid, of course she's gonna come. I gotta get ready for tonight" our boss said before walking out of the room and I chuckled.

"She's so rude sometimes" Destiny complained. "No she just calls out your stupidity" I shrugged laying Treyvon down on the bed. "Get out, I got shit to do" I said and Destiny scoffed before walking out the room.

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Ariana's POV:

"My son has been missing for two fucking days! He could be dead" I paced the floor while Kentrell sat on the couch thinking. "Ari he's not dead-"

"You don't know that!" I argued before he stood up. Kentrell grabbed me by my waist before pulling me close and I laid my head on his chest. "We're gonna find him but you gotta calm down Ari."

I sighed and nodded. "You're right" I nodded my head before my phone started ringing. I pulled out of the hug and looked to see who was calling me.

"It's Tiana" I said and Kentrell's eyes widened before I answered it. "Where is my son Tiana?!"

"If you want to see Treyvon then come to the address I just sent you, tonight at eight thirty" she signed. "I don't want to see my son, I NEED my son and you're going to give him to me!" I yelled through the phone.

"Just come to the address Ariana" she said back before hanging up and I felt my blood boiling. "What did she say?"

"To come to this address" I said showing Kentrell the address. "Chicago?!" Kentrell questioned. "We're going" I said making my point very clear and Kentrell nodded. "Yeah let's go."