We Didn't Make It

Chapter 5

BRI
(do NOT play music until told!)

"I don't fuckin' know! All I know is when the nigga say do somethin', you do it!"

I laugh as Dre continues to try and convince me to call Monte. I was trying to go to sleep and got interrupted from a call from Dre. Apparently Monte's drunk and asked about... me? Well, to be specific, told Dre to give me his digits and call him right now.

Fuck do I look like calling him?

He's an asshole. And, I bet he only wants me to call him so he can troll me like I bet he's doing everyone else. He look like a damn troll, shit.

Okay, maybe I'm just talking. But, why me? There's nothing for us to talk about. Besides, I don't want to talk. It'll be, weird. Maybe he doesn't feel the same. Maybe whatever he was trying to tell me that night he's getting off his chest, now, while he's drunk.

It doesn't sound a like too much of a good idea. But...

I love the sound of bad ideas.

"What the hell do I even say? I don't talk to him nor do I want to!" I fight back, Dre huffing and puffing on the other line.

"Look, I'm not saying you gotta hold a whole conversation with the man and get to talkin' about ya' future and what you wanna be when you grow up. All I'm sayin' is just hear what he gotta say. If it's bull shit, hang up. I can't tell you what to do, but this sounds really interesting and I wanna know the tea!"

I laugh but sigh at Dre's words, I mean I guess it won't hurt. And hey, I'm in the mood for a good laugh tonight. So, why not?

"You know what, fine. Fine. I guess it may not be bad. But, if he pisses me off... Im beating his ass and yours." I give in, I can hear Dre silently celebrating.

"Cool, cool! Ight, now stop talking to me and call him. Let me know how it goes!" Before I can reply, he hangs up. I shake my head before going to our messages to retrieve Monte's number.

"Why the fuck am I callin' a nigga, he should be calling me..." I mock and whisper to myself... dialing the number.

I don't know why I'm so scared... maybe I'm just a little afraid of all the ways this conversation could go and it's driving me mad.

I'll be alright though. Just ready to get it over with. I take a deep breath in, and a large breath out before pressing call. Instead of putting it up to my ear I put it on speaker.

It rings for a few seconds before the line picks up.

****(PLAY MUSIC)*****

"Hello?" I hear shuffling around, a mumbled voice but I cant poke out what it's saying. I swallow the lump in my throat.

"Uh... hello?" I ask again, getting annoyed. The mumbled talking gets louder and louder but I still can't point out what it's saying-

"Girl I said wassup! Damn acting like you can't hear."

I jump at his voice, not expecting that. He's still a bit low but his words are noticeable now. He does sound more pumped up than usual.

"Sorry, my bad. Didn't hear you." I say, I hear him sigh.

"I see." He replies shortly, I frown.

I don't know what to say next as we sit in silence.

"So, what did you want me to call for? You need something?" I tilt my head, getting more annoyed. How you gon' have me call you and ain't got shit to say?