Material Girl

Material Girl (Chapter 13)

Ok sorry guys for the wait I've been toooo busy. But imma be more constant updating. You might of forgot what happened so you might have to read it all over again.
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*Present Time*

Draya Pov

I can't believe Devonte is standing in front of me. It's hard to believe that we where we are going through all these things but no matter what we stay together. It just goes to show how strong our relationship is. Im his ride or die.

God tested us to see if we would make it through the obstacles and if we were right for the each other.

The tears just wouldn't stop coming. It was all to overwhelming.

"Baby" I said as we still hugged
"Yes?"
"Never let me go," I whispered.

He nodded his head as tears fell down his cheek.

Soon enough, Andrew and Ian came running and joined the hug.

They were alive too?

God is good.

Here I was, thinking that all my loved ones were dead or depressed. But in reality were still alive.

No questions were asked. No one wanted to think about the world. Just us, just then.

After 5 more minutes of embracing each other, Devonte decided to call the police. Not to be an op but just to notify them that I have been found because after I went missing my face became viral.

I was on everything from billboards to posters. My parents were on the new. I miss them so much. I haven't seen them in months and imagine their reactions when they got the phone call about their daughter being missing.

As much as I didn't want to think about it. I felt bad. Its just the fact that I feel like I've created so much heart break and tension between everyone.

Soon enough, the police arrived and almost immediately news reporters started pulling up. We were taken away to the police station.

How am I supposed to cover this up? If I tell them what actually happened the then it'll cause a war between the two gangs and it won't stop until someone is gone.

All of a sudden, I hear a bunch of screaming, crying, and yelling I know. I recognized the voices, but I wasn't sure what to say what to do when it was time to answer questions and go under investigation. I was not scared confess but I'm his ride or die I won't snitch.

I can't, it wasn't an option.

We don't know who out there.

"Ms. Johnson do you know why your here?" The female detective asked.

"No mam," I replied.

"I think you do," She stated, slipping three photos in front of me.

I froze

Shit.

They know. It's a trap. They weren't here to just investigate, they were here to find out information about Devonte and the rest of his gang.

I thought he had already settled this. He had FBI and police agents looking out and in the gang working for him.

Shit!!!!

This whole time they could of been undercover and plotting on us. God knows how much people Devonte himself killed. He could get locked up for life.

The photo to my left was Devonte.

The photo in the middle was Isaiah.

The photo to my right was Cj.

"What do you know about Devonte Wright?"

"He's my boyfriend and that's all," I stated straight-faced.

"Don't lie, we had undercover agents with yall this whole time," The male agent claimed.

But who ?

They continued to question me about CJ.

"What do you know about Isaiah?" The female agent asked.

"He is my ex. He cheated on me and that's all," I answered nonchalantly.

"You lying bitch, so he wasn't the one who kidnapped you!" The male agent exclaimed.

"Who the fuck you calling a bitch dumbass!," I exclaimed back.

How the heck did they know who kidnapped me this whole time and ain't say or do nothing.

Mind you, they advertised me being missing on everything from billboards to the news.

"Yall are sick!" I yelled.

"We know and your not leaving until we get the information we need," The male agent said pulling out a cigarette.

Then I guess I'm not leaving.