OMNISCIENT -
Standing outside of an apartment building in downtown Houston, Drea looked around as she waited for Desi to arrive. She wanted Apryl to be there too but if she wasn't with Anthony, she was with her mom who was getting worse by the day.
It's been a few weeks since Drea and Marco reconnected and it's been up and down. One minute he had her floating on clouds and the next, it seemed like he was going to take her life. When things got too crazy, she made sure to take a step back.
The case her brother put her on was pushed to the back of her mind though and MJ was the reason. He still felt like something was off about everything and wanted to look more into it before she killed someone that was clearly making her happy. Trevor was growing impatient. He felt like his sister was betraying him for a stranger. He'd never had this issue before and he didn't understand why things were changing.
After another ugly fight between the two, Drea packed her things and left. She'd been staying in a hotel while something she had been working on finished processing.
"It better be a great reason why you got me out in this hot heat." Desi said while walking up to her best friend.
"There's a great reason, come on."
The walked inside the building and over to the elevator.
"What we doing here?"
"You'll see. How you been? I feel like I haven't seen you in forever."
"Girl your brother won't let me out the damn house. I don't know what's going on with him lately but he's just so attached. Every time I tell him I'm leaving he gets an attitude. Only reason I'm here right now is because he thinks I'm working."
"MJ has been super paranoid lately." Drea said while climbing on the elevator. "He doesn't even want me to kill Marco until he looked more into everything."
"He told me about that. He keeps saying that Tre is up to no good. The way he's so passionate about it, I almost believe him. Then again, I don't see Tre putting you in a messed up situation."
"Yeah, but something is going on with Tre too. He's been extremely violent towards me."
"He put his hands on you?"
Inhaling, Drea nodded. "First it was my arm and then." Drea lifted her glasses. Her eye was black and puffy.
"ANDREA!"
"Stop yelling."
"Hell no, NO! This nigga hit you? When the fuck did this happen?"
"Two nights ago."
"And this is all over Marco right?"
"Yeah...I don't know why he's being like this Des. Tracking me every where, having people follow me. This man is really losing his mind about all of this."
"Is it because of how big the bounty is?"
"I don't think so, we've had big bounties before, shit more than this. Maybe he just doesn't want me to lose focus."
"So he has to put his fucking hands on you? Come on Dre, don't be naive because it's your brother. If some nigga hit you, you would've off'd him by now. Look, I know you carry a lot of guilt because of your dad, but that doesn't give people the right to treat you like shit."
"I know."
The elevator finally came to a stop at the top floor and they climbed off, walking to the only apartment on the right side. Unlocking the door, Drea stepped inside with Des right behind her, fully in awe of the furnished sky rise apartment. This apartment screamed Drea. "Is this yours?" Des asked.
