𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬

22.Eggshells

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I exhaled hard after finally being able to walk out the interrogation room. I had been in there all night. I've been here all damn night hell.

"Hey you cool?" Cane asked. I guess he walked out of one as I did.

"Hey! Im fine. Are you?" I know being anywhere near a prison or a precinct has to bring some type of bad feeling. Even now

He looked around before grabbing me and walking to a secluded area "Lauren we gotta tell someone."

I brought a finger to my lip shushing him. "No we don't, everything is fine."

"Lauren."

"Cane." I said smiling. I didn't wanna make this something it wasn't. Which it wasn't. The situation is serious of course but Cane should know better. He's done this shit he knows you don't snitch. Especially on Mack. Shit Cane can be a powerful nigga but he ain't shit in the hood compared to mack, niggas don't fear Cane like they fear Mack. They just respect him.

Respect vs fear is something. They find out we snitched we're over. Doesn't matter how famous I am, my parents still live in the same hood. Niggas play dirty. Im not doing it im sorry but im not.

"Someone could've died. You could've fucking died."

"Shut up!"

"You could've died!"

I threw my hands up "But I didn't!" I whisper yelled.

I know I know you're probably asking "well what did you see Lauren?"

A man. A man in the middle of the world while it's pitch black wearing black. With a gun. No biggie right? It wasn't until he shot at the bus 6 times. It was just a stranger so it meant nothing right? Wrong. I knew who it was, just like Cane knew who it was. What I don't understand is how the little motherfucker managed to find us in the middle of nowhere. We were no where near California so what happened?

Technically we don't know for sure if it was one of Mack's men for sure but it's just a guess. We really don't know what happened.

"If we tell them what happened they're gonna make me cancel my tour because it's would be considered unsafe." Even if we didn't they would probably make me cancel it anyway just for the time being.

"Nigga it is unsafe. What if one of those bullets hit you or someone else."

"But they didn't. Everyone's fine." Except for my tour bus. There's bullet holes everywhere. I really liked that darn bus too.

He grabbed my face with both hands on my cheeks "You're not listening! We could've died because you played with fire!"

"I-" he brought a hand to my mouth shutting me up.

Now right. How did I play with fire? I ran into Mack again. Which by the way was not planned.

Anyway I might've lost it and told Mack some things that you shouldn't tell a criminal. Isaac lost his shit when he found out, he damn near broke my phone with all his yelling. Chris wouldn't speak to me for days after finding out he said he was so mad he didn't wanna say something he might regret. Kj just...cussed me out. He called me an idiot and told me to stop saying shit to motherfuckers knowing I don't have the upper hand. Oh my god and Cane? He tried to stay calm but he yelled at me too. He's never yelled at me before but he did then, there was a certain aggression to him that reminded me of who he was when I was younger.