Chapter 31

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Friday 10/6/17
2:53 am
San Diego, CA

Friday 10/6/172:53 amSan Diego, CA

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Alycia

"Where are we going?" I asked Trell since he was currently packing me a suitcase so we could catch our flight we had to make at 4.

"Don't worry 'bout it," he kept it simple as he finished packing my bags and I groaned in frustration causing him to laugh.

"It's not funny," I frowned and he shook his head at me.

"Stop tryna be nosey and go get in da car," he handed me my purse and phone before shooing me outta the room.

"Bye baby," I gave Mikey a hug and he hugged me back smiling.

"Bye," he pulled away from the hug and I walked outta the room going downstairs.

"Have fun sis," Ben held a grin on his face as I walked through the living room.

"Do you know where I'm going?" I curiously asked and he laughed before responding.

"No butchu needa get in da car like Yb said befo' he be on ya ass," he warned me and I glared at him before walking away from him.

"Bye y'all," I yelled before walking outta the house and got in the passenger side of his car.

After a while he put my bags in the car then got in cranking up the car, Montana got in the back too.

I'm guessing he's coming with us on our trip but at the same time he doesn't have any bags with him.

It was silent the whole way to the airport, I said my goodbyes to Montana once I realized he was driving the car back home.

Trell grabbed a cart putting all our bags on it then grabbed my hand leading me in the airport pulling the cart behind him.

"Trell can you tell me where we're going please?" I begged but he only ignored me handing the lady our passports and plane tickets.

We went through security and she handed him our things back then we headed towards the waiting area where we waited for our plane to be called.

"You mad at me Ma?" He pulled me closer to him by my waist.

I frowned crossing my arms over my chest turning away from him.

"I'a tell ya if you talk ta me," he bribed me but my dumbass fell for it.

"Where are we going?" I smiled at him hoping he would tell me.

"Just chill. You hungry?" He asked and I shook my head.

"I'm sleepy," I yawned stretching.

"Hea'," he handed me my headphones indicating that I put them on.

I was gonna protest but he gave me a stern look so I just put them on and he started to play music loudly probably so I wouldn't hear where we were going.

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