After the death of James St Patrick, Alina Amara and her mother fled New York City to get away from the treacherous gang life of New York. Leaving her best friend Tariq and Chloé to live in London, Alina has had enough hiding.
Until a miracle...
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CHAPTER THRTEEN: BIRTHDAYS II
DURING OUR CLASS WITH MR REYNOLDS OR SHOULD I SAID A FUCKING PERV KEPT TARIQ AFTER CLASS. I was waiting outside holding my books trying to not reminisce what happened between Cane and I like an hour ago. I was only waiting for Tariq to know why he suddenly ran off since being at the Tejadas, he hasn't answered my calls and barely looked at me in class.
After what felt like centuries, he finally came out pissed. "Fucking dick." He cursed I knew it wasn't at me but I had to ask.
"Reynolds?" I questioned he nodded as he continue to walk out of campus, Tariq was walking way too fast for my liking so I grabbed his arm to stop him. "Hey what is up with you? Ever since Monet-"
"Davis subpoenaed Tamika to testify against my mothers case." He let out.
So why is he so pissed about that? "Isn't that a good thing?"
"Fuck no Lina! Saxe was there the night he saw me.. he told her about being there-" He couldn't finish his sentence but I knew why he was stressed. I understood why Tariq was keeping all this shit away from me we didn't speak because of it, he knew I hated him for killing his father despite everything.
And even after everything I forgave him.
Because deep down I knew he regretted even if he doesn't say it, plus his mother is a bitch for many reasons but I respected her because she's always been like a second mom.
"Ever since that night I've been blackmailing him."
I covered my face in frustration, "Fuck sake Tariq!" I groaned. "What will you do?"
"What my mother taught me to do when someone snitches."
I took a step back from his statement, aggravated. My own Ma was right about them they never fucking change. I couldn't even be in the same place as Tariq anymore I lost all faith and motivation when he was even thinking about endings another life not just any Tamika the only person who saved their asses many fucking times.
I walk away, away from him.
"Where the fuck you going?!" He shouted across the hall.
I ignored him knowing exactly where to go.
**
"Alina, what a nice surprise." Tasha St Patrick said or should I say Tasha Green. She was sat across from me with cuffs on and hair all natural and braided, it suited her. A wave of memories hit me from the times Tasha used to do my hair like that, I instantly shake my head to not think about the good times.
