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DANIELA CRUZ followed behind Tariq and Brayden, as they walked into the freshman's dorm room building. Tariq knocked on Diana's dorm room, while Brayden and Daniela stood behind, as they looked around.
"Diana?" Tariq called, as he twisted the door knob and attempted to open the door.
Tariq aggressively busted into her dorm, opening up the door and walking inside the room. Daniela and Brayden walked in behind him, as they watched Tariq search the room.
"Where the fuck is this bitch at?" Tariq queried, opening the door to the bathroom.
Daniela opened the closet door and looked in there, while Tariq searched the bathroom. Daniela shuffled through her clothes, before realizing she wasn't in there. Tariq realized the same thing, causing him to sigh, and walk out the bathroom.
"What are you gonna do? Kill her in front of a million witnesses in the dorm?" Brayden asked. "If that's what it takes, yes." Daniela voiced. "Exactly. Anywhere this bitch is at, she's getting a bullet. I don't give a fuck." Tariq agreed.
"She's obviously not fucking here, so, let's get out of here." Brayden stated.
The door opened and Monet walked inside the room, with Cane beside her. Daniela instantly rolled her eyes, as Cane closed the door back and followed behind Monet.
"So, you two, not answering my phone calls?" Monet spoke, referring to Daniela and Tariq. "Where the fuck is Diana?" Tariq asked. "I'm guessing you've seen the video of her pretending to be me." Monet stated. "Yeah. We have." Daniela confirmed, folding her arms.
"You thought I sent Tommy after Tasha. That's why you thought you needed to take them shots at me. So did you?" Monet voiced.
"I was pissed off about my mom, yes. But you told me you ain't do it, so, I ain't send shit at you." Tariq lied.
"That's why Diana switched her story up, cause, it wasn't him." Daniela added, causing Tariq to nod in agreement.
"Listen." Tariq spoke, stepping up to Monet, and Daniela followed him.
Cane instantly removed his hand from his pockets, before stepping in between Tariq and Monet. Cane gave Tariq a death glare, as he attempted to protect his mom, Monet. Daniela sighed, deeply, walking in front of Tariq and facing Cane.
"Cane, back down, okay? You need to re-direct that energy towards your blood. That's who you should have smoke with, right now. Not me, or Tariq." Daniela voiced.
