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Things has been quiet as hell around the house. Maurice don't talk at all. It's like he on mute. He goes to work, comes home and go to his room. It's like a repeat with him.

Everything just fall apart that day. Zach stop coming around too. We haven't really been talking like that either.

This thing with Kira just throw everything from a loop. Hell its like since we all left the hospital, she disappeared.

Oooh shit! That nigga still in the basement. He probably dead.

I walked to Maine room.

"What!" He yelled.

"Got to handle some business." I said.

Twenty mins he came downstairs dressed.

"You getting Maurice too."

"Nah, nigga to damn depressed to do anything." I shook my head.

We walked out the house and down the road to Kira house.

Shit still look how we left it.

"Man that nigga probably dead." Maine said.

"Yeah probably."

We walked down to the basement.

"Where that nigga at!" Maine yelled.

Oh shit! He gone. Maurice about to go fool now, because we don't know where Kira at. Now her life back in danger.

We rushed back home.

"Maurice!" I yelled his name & busted in his room.

He was laying across the bed staring at ceiling.

"Get your ass up, we have a problem." I said.

He looked at me and stared back at the ceiling.

"Maurice, that Nick nigga gone." I said.

"So, what you telling me for?" He asked me.

What the fuck?! Am I hearing this nigga right?

"Are you serious right now?" I asked him.

"Yes I am. I am very serious. She left me so what am I suppose to do? She kept shit from me and all. When somebody want help her ass, she want to run. What hell you want me to do?" He yelled.

I just shook my head.

I really hate to make this call, but if he won't talk to me, he probably would talk to her.

I called Zach.

Hello.

Can you come over?

I'll see if my dad a let me get the car.

Okay.

I hung up.

Maurice on some other shit right now, this don't seem like him. Hell he must be sniffing that shit, or something.

I walked back downstairs, Maine was in kitchen cooking.

"What the hell you doing? Your ass can't cook." I said.

"It's not for you so shut up."

I rolled my eyes upward.

"Your boy tripping hard." I said.

"What?" Maine looked confused.

"I told him Nick escape he said "so what you telling me for." I said.

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