My Drug Dealer (Re-editing)

Episode 21

Bob POV

I look at Lester and he smirks. "Since I helped you, what is my pay?" I roll my eyes at his impatient thinking and I throw the duffel bag on his desk and he grabs a stack of cash from the bag inspecting it. "I must say Bob, you sure know how to pay up." I smirk and take a sip of my Bourbon with ice.

"Hmm and you sure know how to be a pussy and a sellout for cash." Lester glares at me and a few minutes later, Trey walks into the room not interested in my presence. "Aye boss man. I need a favor." Trey glances at me finally acknowledging my presence and back at Lester. "And what is he doing here if we been done with him?"

Lester stammers over his words. I shake my head sipping my liquor. Pussy. "W-Well, he's here for more d-deals. I called him. But what's your favor?"

"I need some of your guys to help me find somebody." I chuckle lightly. He has no idea and that just makes me laugh. He glares at me and it doesn’t even faze me. "And what the fuck is so funny my nigga?" I shrug gulping down my Bourbon. "Your funny... Trey."

"Aye, Lester you better get your boy before I'd have to fuck him up." I stand up from the sofa and Trey faces towards me. "Why don't we sit down and let's talk." I ignore Lester and looks at Trey's appearance. "Like I said at the club, you remind me of myself. I see alot of potential in you. So, I'll tell you what. How about you deal for me and I help you with whatever you need?" He squints his eyes. "Let me guess, is this so that you can get more richer than you are now?"

I lightly chuckle. "God no. Let's just say that this is more of a I scratch your back and you scratch my back." He looks at me for a minute and then he sighs. "So what's yo plan?" I smile signaling my guards to follow me. "Please. Follow me to my home Trey." Skeptically he nods and walks out the door. I evilly smirk and walk out of the door.

Ryan POV

I slowly wake up holding my head as I remember the events that took place. I sit up looking around the unfamiliar environment. Where am I? Where's my phone? I look around the bed and see no phone. I sigh and place my head on my knees feeling tears leaving my eyes. The door opens and I look at the door spotting Chris with a tray in his hand. My stomach gorlws but I'm not eating anything he's making.

"Oh. I see that you're finally awake." I wipe my tears and he smiles. "P-Please just l-let me go." He sighs and sits on the bed making me crawl away from him. He nods with fake pity plastered on his ugly face. "I'm sorry but I can't let you go Ryan. You are mine." He comes closer. I close my eyes tightly. "P-Please don't touch me." I shake in fear.

"I won't touch you." I relax a little bit. "Yet." I tense back up and he smirks. "Trey is going to find me soon."

"Hmm, is he?" Next thing you know I feel my chin getting gripped. I wince looking at Chris. He coldly glares at me and I shrink in fear. "You listen to me and you listen to me good. You will never bring that nigga up ever again you hear me?!" I don't notice that I'm crying until he wipes my tears. "I'm sorry baby. I just... You are mine now. So stop bringing him up okay?"

So he won't get mad again I nod causing him to smile. "Good. Now are you hungry?" I shake my head. I'd rather starve then be here. He throws his arms up backing up. "That's understandable but eventually you gotta eat something."

He leaves the tray on the bed and stands up. He walks to the door and looks back at me. "This is your house now whether you like it or not. So get used to it." He smiles leaving the room and I let the tears flow. Trey, please save me. 

 La' Tasha POV

"Trey, I don't know about this. Do you trust him?"

"Unfortunately I have to. He's able to help me find Ryan. Trey says looking at Bob as he talks to someone on the phone. "Are you sure you trust him because there's something off abiut him and I don't like it. What if he got Ryan? Trey shakes his head and looks at me. "I looked into him. He checks out." Bob hangs up the phone and looks at us. "Alright. Follow me guys."

He says going into the big mansion. We follow behind him. "I just got off the phone with some people that I know and they are already on the lookout for who your looking for." How he got people that fast? "So what do WE need to do?" Messiah asks causing me to look at him. "Yeah cause I would love to know where my best friend at." I say while rolling my eyes trying not to get emotional. He smiles at me. "Patience sweetie. We'll get your friend back."

"Well when? Because you taking too long to help us and Ryan could be dead somewhere!" I point out. I'm really getting fed up with him. I just met him and I don't even like him. Hell I don’t even trust him. Messiah pulls me to the side pecking my head.

"Baby be calm. Let him do his thing baby." He tries to calm me down but I'm already riled up. Someone got my best friend and it's like no one cares that he could be gone. "Messiah I don't trust this nigga. How he all of a sudden come out of nowhere and wants to help us find him?"

"Because I want your friend back to you safe and sound. Without a scratch on his body?" Messiah kisses my forehead. "Come on mamas. Just do this for Ryan." I sigh looking away from Bob. Do this for Ryan girl, just do this for Ryan. "Fine. What do we gotta do?" We look at him and he smiles. "Follow me." I might do this for Ryan but like I said I still don't trust his ass.