𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐎 𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 | 𝐁 𝐄

𝑺𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑷𝒕 2

Ash's POV

"So lemme get this shit straight. You want me to go to this party witchu while twink boy over here stays wit Chanel so you can stop your friends from killing some kid?" Tate asked me.

"Twink boy? I-" "Peep just let it go. Listen, we're paying you good money, do you wanna help or not."

"Oh definitely. I know a 300 dollar deal when I see one. Besides, I consider us to be somewhat good friends. You let me copy you that one time in algebra when we had a dumb ass test. I'm down for whatever."

"So what's the issue?" I questioned her.

"Ms. Thang, do you not see this weave? This cost more than your life or mine. This whole 'Slaughter House Party' thing.. Blood on my expensive ass hair? No ma'am. Figure something out because I damn sure am not-"

"Relax, I'm not getting blood on my precious extensions either. My friend Raj is helping out Matt to figure out a disguise-" "Disguise for what?"

Jeez Tate asks a lot of questions.

Peep wasn't even this curious.

He just wanted to help his girlfriend.

Tate though? I mean I cant really complain.

She wasn't part of the original plan.

But somewhere along the way I realized we couldn't pull this off on our own.

Three people is more than enough to keep an eye on this satanic party.

I read Alex's comment on Luna's post.

Something about the police not being a problem.

I've already ruled out the police being an option to call if somebody dies.

But am I stupid? Absolutely not. Matt and I are the only fuckers with some common sense around here.

I have a NIMB ring. It's normally used by anxious women that go out at night and need some kind of protection.

It's a ring with a concealed button that notifies family, friends, and emergency services of your whereabouts. I just gotta press the janky ass ring and the police are on the way.

Whatever Alex, Billie, or Luna did to the cops, I already thought out the 150 possibilities.

Whatever steps they took, I'm already one step ahead of them. It would be two but my bitchass has asthma.

It is what it is though.

My mom bought me this ring a long time ago and I'm finally putting it to good use.

I didn't use it before because up until recently, we lived in the most boring, crime free part of LA.

Now? I'm not going anywhere without it.

"Nikko, your phone is vibrating." Tate called be my my nickname.

I grabbed my phone and to my luck, it was Matt.

Finally, they took so damn long.

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Ashnikko

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