Boiling Point

7| A year later

~Tour was finished and all returned to their homes. Jacob and Skye were staying in their apartment. Diggy's tour is over so him and Skye hang out much more often, but just as friends. Mickayla is now a year old and still no one knows how Bre died {quick note- Skye and Prince and everyone else Are now 21}~

.::Skye::.

I came home from lunch with Kiloni and Diggy. I sticked my hand in the mail and took out 5 envelopes.

I walked in the house and saw Jacob sitting watching tv. "Hey baby" I said, closing the door. "Hi".

"Ok.." I walked over to the kitchen and opened the envelope that said "PEREZES".

Dear family,

We are having a funeral for Breuanna Womack this Saturday, at 10:30. Please come to mourn the death of our beloved one

I skimmed through the envelope for the address and then stuck it on the fridge. "Breunna's funeral is in two days" I said, siting next to him. "Ok".

"So where's Kayla?". "Sleeping".

"Ok, your acting weird, what's wrong?" I asked, turning off the tv. He grabbed the remote and turned it back on. "Hello?".

"So you think having lunch with another guy is really pleasing to me? I see". "Woah, Jacob...First off all, Kiloni was there. Second of all, it was a friendly lunch like the one we have at school. Why are you so concerned? I don't like Dig like that so calm down" I got up and walked back into the kitchen.

"Can't you see, Skye! He likes you. He's doing just what I did to Ray, stealing you away. God Skye! Why can't you notice these things for yourself?!".

I took out water from the fridge and walked into our bedroom. "I don't like Dig". "That's what you said to Ray, talking about me, but look at where we are".

I grew silent as I looked at the apartment. I sat down on the bed. "Jacob, I'm sorry. But I'm going to have guy friends that in going to hang out with. You have to trust me though. I love you ok? I truly truly love you" I cupped his face and kissed him gently. "Same thing you said about Ray...".

"Honestly..I didn't love Ray. And I started to realize it after he hit me. But you..when we became friends, you were my thought 24/7" I admitted. "Ma you were on my mind every second every minute and I swear you gon get it, say you a bad bitch" he sang, singing poetic justice, pulling me close. I giggled as I kissed him. "You gon get it" I said, laying on top of him. He smirked evilly. "Yay".

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.2 days later.

.::Funeral Home::.

Sad music played and not an eye was dry. I huddled close to Prince as I held Mickayla close in my arms. I cried harder as I looked at her laying in the coffin.

"Family and friends..."

.::Ray::.

The service was boring and I only cried to "blend in". When actually, this bitch deserved to die. Glad I was the one to do it.

.:Flashback:.

"Ray get out of my hospital room! I don't care if you have to stay, get the hell out!" She said. I walked slowly to her. "Boy what the fuck you gonna do?

I punched her and grabbed a pillow. She screamed but I muted her with the pillow over her head. I pressed down on the pillow hard as she fidgeted. After a minute, she fell still and I remove the pillow. Her eyes were open and she had no pulse. I smirked. "Like I said..touch her...you die".

I closed her eyes and pillow back. I fixed her head so she looked like she dozed off.

.:End:.

Like I said... I did have some unfinished business to do, and the mission isn't complete until everyone is out.