Forbidden

37 - weakest link.

Trinity Sutton.
San Diego, CA

"Trinity!" Elias called out behind me as I completely ignored him, making my way to his room. My duffle bag sitting on the chair in his closet and I grabbed it, placing all my shit that I had here from the drawer he gave me into the bag. "Yo...mama don't be like that,"

"You got a reputation on the line and you wanna sit and tell me not to act like this while you calling hits on people,"

"The nigga did some grimy shit and got clapped for it and now wanna do the same shit back to one of our friends, you think I'mma let this shit slide?"

"You should especially since he didn't do anything to you!" I shouted at him and it was pissing me off because it wasn't like I was on Anthony's side but Elias didn't have any reason to tell his friends to do whatever it was they did to him.

I didn't appreciate the fact that he was even involved with a group like this. Hell, a bitch didn't even know. Him and Torrance play the good guy roles so much, you wouldn't even expect them to get down like this.

Anthony, I already know about his crew. Hell, the whole world did. It wasn't necessarily a secret that he involved with Miami gangs but Eli was such a shocker.

"That motherfucker leaked our shit! How you think the media found out from him and whoever else got in our business,"

"And you know this, how?"

He sighed and ran a hand down his face. "It doesn't matter," I snickered and shook my head going back to what I was doing, "Baby, you ain't
gotta leave. You pregnant and got everything you need here just stay, aight?"

"I really do need to go home. It's been a minute anyways," I mumbled while walking into his bathroom and grabbing my toothbrush and makeup bag. Walking out the bathroom, Elias was seated running a hand down his face at the end of his bed. Looking up at me, I could see it in his face but oh well. He brought it on himself.

I didn't say anything to him as I walked out the room with my bag in hand walking towards his stairs. Not even having to turn around to see him following me, his footsteps were very much loud and present. My eyes scanned the living room as I made my way downstairs making sure nothing was being left behind but knowing me, I can bet I'm leaving something important behind and won't remember until I get home.

"Baby," Elias called out as I pulled my keys from my pocket, hand resting on the handle of his front door. A sigh left my lips as I looked back at him seeing him look as pitiful as ever. "You ain't got to leave, baby, for real. We can sit, we can talk, I'll order some food for us." He tried to compromise but all that did was irritate me more and sure it can be just hormones but right now he not even safe to be around.

"I'll talk to you later," Was all I said before walking out the door and letting out a deep breath making my way to the elevator. Pressing the button, the doors opened right away allowing me inside and I did so as it immediately took me downstairs to the lobby.

Elias wasn't getting my point of view like I was hoping which is why I left. I appreciate him for being truthful with me but you can't just do shit like that without knowing how the other person would retaliate. I know Anthony. I know the shit he gets into and who he be with. He literally plays with Miami where a whole bunch of cartel leaders resides.

With connections to all over the country.

Now your best friend is lying in the hospital with two gunshot wounds. Luckily for Torrance, they did surgery on him that went well in the end but they didn't know how bad it can still get since he had a lot of bleeding during the procedure.