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NaamariElijah Blackwood "Drift/Mar"
I eyed the glass bottle of Don Julio that sat on the center console. I popped the top off and took a swig of it. I looked everywhere for Corai and haven't found her yet.
My hope was dwindling down and I feared that i wasn't going to find her alive when i did find her.
My phone rung, it was a no caller id.
I stared at the phone before answering it.
"Coco? where are you luh baby?"
the feminine chuckle filled my ears, "you're still thinking about her, after all we've been through and what I've done for you." Caia's coldness spat on the other end of the phone.
"mane caia i don't got time for this bullshit! I'm trying to find Corai something you should be doing!" I spat venom, she laughed.
"when will you get it through you're head, i never gave a fuck about that parentless bitch! she's not even worried about you..she's probably fucking two other guys right now, as we speak."
My phone vibrated and it was an email with a video attached to it. I clicked on it and my heart broke seeing her helpless like that.
"it's a lot better in person. If you want your precious little baby back, I'd advise you listen to me carefully."
"What the fuck Caia! you had her the whole time! you are sick. when i find you-."
"Aht! I don't take threats lightly. You have til midnight or say goodbye to Coco." I could hear Coco screaming in the background which made my blood boil.
The phone hung up.
I got comfortable in my seat and drove to my place. I called everyone to meet me there.
>————< third pov
"Ain't no way it was Caia this whole time. What the actual hell." June smacked his teeth, he was partially in denial that his baby sister would do something so cynical to their cousin, but seeing how Caia has been acting recently, not taking her meds it makes sense.
When Caia was six years old, she was diagnosed with bipolar depression disorder, she would go to countless doctors and were prescribed so many medications that altered her moods. None of it helped.
