"𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 do you want bro?" notti snapped, rubbing his eyes and sitting up as he answered his phone.
"bro notti, i need your help. yamiri is not responding me bro i'm scared" lyrix cried into the phone.
notti scrunched his face up and pulled the phone away from his face before moving it back, "lyrix it's 1 am, the fuck is you talking about?"
"yaya bro, she went out at like 9 and she ain't came back since. i been calling her and she ain't been answering." she explained, her breath heaving as she spoke.
he furrowed his eyebrows and threw his shoulders up, "the fuck you want me to do? imma just make it worse according to her"
"can you not be petty? yaya is fucking gone and ion know where she's at, she could be in danger. lock the fuck in" lyrix sobbed.
notti rolled his eyes and stood from his bed with a deep sigh, "where'd she go?"
"she said she was going out with some nigga, i think it was zion" she muttered, while sniffling.
he jerked his head back with a heavy mug, "zion? yo cousin must've lost her damn mind, on some real shit. and you lost it too thinkin i'm finna help her with that shit"
"bro notti, please. i need to make sure she's okay, and you're the only person that has access to their car right now" lyrix pleaded.
notti rubbed his face and sucked his teeth before grabbing his keys and a hoodie. he slipped his black air forces in and put a hat on.
"you must want me just drivin around the bronx then, cause that's the only place zion gon be at comfortable. if i end up dead i'm haunting you, word to my dead's" he mumbled before hanging up the phone.
he put his phone in his pocket and swung his door open. he was only going because he couldn't live right if something happened to her and he could've prevented it.
he was exhausted mentally and physically and this only added to it. notti didn't know why he gave in so easily when it came to yaya.
