My Brother's Hood Bestfriend

EIGHT

Janiyah

When I tell you I held on to Mikes legs for my dear life. Mari was driving like there was no tomorrow. The nigga was speeding, his veiny hands both gripped on the steering wheel. He passed every red light and had bare cars beeping at him. I swear I thought I was gonna die. He was about to crash like ten times. During the ride I clocked Mari looking at me through the rear mirror. I stared in fear, as I thought I was about to die. He smirked before driving even faster.

The journey finally ended as I breathed in heavily, holding on to Mikes legs. I felt so uncomfortable as I was just in a car with a bunch of roadmen in my pajamas, which was a silk lace top and silk shorts and I was bare foot. I exited the car, shivering. Mikes put his arm around me and walked me into this massive house. It was a mansion and it was beautiful. I entered, completely shocked at how beautiful the house was.

"Where are we?" I whispered.

"Rage's yard." Mikes replied. "He lived here with Mari."

I came into the living room behind Mari, some roadman that I didn't know the name of, durag guy, who was actually sitting on the passenger seat and Mikes. They all sat on the sofa, panting heavily. These man acting like they ran a marathon.

Mari looked at me. "You're gonna sleep here for a few days, yeah?"

"Why?" I asked trying to seem calm and unbothered, but I was just filled with confusion.

"Don't worry."

"Ay should I sleep with her. She might be afraid init." Mikes asked. Durag and the other guy started laughing hard. Mari on the other hand, didn't react, he just stared at me.

"Let me take you to your room." Mari said suddenly. I walked through the halls of his massive house, wowed by how big it was. The walls were filled with paintings and pictures of some random ass people. It was only when I saw the Mona Lisa that I began to think he stole the house. Why tf is she here?

I walked into a huge room. It was nice, had plants and shit. All cute. I sat on the bed, as he stood at the door frame.

"You good yeah?"

"Why am I here?" I asked politely. I wasn't trying to annoy him.

"Don't worry"

"Ugh okay I'll ask again later." He rolled his eyes. "How am I gonna get to school tomorrow?" I asked.

He thought for a second. "We'll get that sorted."

"Okay." I replied calmly.

"Listen yeah. If you don't wanna die, you ain't gonna tell no one about this. Not even your friends. No one can know you're staying here. I don't want you going out. If you wanna go out, ask me and I'll take you. Give me your phone." He said with his hand out.

"I don't have it, everything's at home. Didn't know I was gonna get kidnapped so I didn't bring-"

He threw some crusty piece of paper at me.

"My number. we will get your phone. Call me whenever you wanna go home from somewhere. Then I'll come and pick you up. Understand?"

"Nah." I replied. "I'm not screaming or shouting or crying am I? I'm completely calm. I could scream right now to piss you off. I could call the police, but I ain't gonna do that. I'm being nice. Now all I ask in return is that you tell me why tf I'm here."

"I said do. not. worry." His voice became more aggressive.

"I just asked asked a question, Mari. Can you answer it."

He sighed. "You're NOT leaving this house unless I allow you to. And I will take you wherever you wanna go." He said, completely ignoring what I'd previously asked.