Every Girl Needs a Thug

Chapter 6

                           Miles

"We couldn't find anything." The police officer croaked. This was this man's job and he couldn't find nothing. What a damn help. This is my sister we're talking about.

"What do you mean you ain't find nothing?" I growled.

"We're sorry."

I pushed my way through the door.

Dammit. My grandparents left. It's 10 pm. How am I supposed to get a ride? I damn sure can't walk to the house.

"That's him." I heard a voice. They could be talking to anybody. I continued on my way to the house. The car caught up with me.

He pulled out a gun.

"You know what they say. Snitches get stitches."

Then everything went black.

                                        Chardonnay

I itched my hair and stared at the blank sky through the window. I couldn't call the police. Miles ain't answering his phone.

"I'm throwing a party, Chardonnay. You best get dressed." Darius' voice boomed.

"Whatever." I pulled on my sweatpants and tank top and rushed downstairs.

Damn it's already packed.

I heard drunk laughter making its way upstairs.

Kiara and one of her friend's boyfriend was going to a room.

I waited a while by the staircase.

"Aye, you look fine as fuck." I heard a random voice behind me.

"And who is you?" I looked him over.

"Your baby daddy."

I shoved him off of me.

"The fuck.." I saw Darius coming this way.

"You seen Kiara?" He had two girls straddling his arms.

"She upstairs. First room on the left." I bit my lip.

"Aight. Stay here." He left the two girls next to me, and I quickly ran off to the kitchen, ignoring the loud music.

                                             Darius

I opened the door.

"Aye, Ki-" I looked down at the bed. 

"The fuck?" 

Kiara came over to me and got down on her knees.

"Please, Darius. I'm sorry." She begged for forgiveness.

"Bitch, get off me." I grabbed her by her "hair" and pushed her down the stairs. Once I got down, I kicked her in the side.

"Party's over!" I yelled.

"Get your asses out here! NOW!" 

Then somebody burst through the door.

                                                 Chardonnay

"CHARDONNAY!" I heard a deep voice coming from the fornt.

"Who is calling me?" I looked up at the tall man.

He grabbed my by my hair and beat meon the stone hard ground.

"Get off me!" I kicked him in his private and ran off, scared to death.

"Chardonnay!"

My dad most likely hired someone to kill me.

Then I stopped running.

I thought of Miles.

I quickly entered Darius' Bugatti, entering the code for the car to start, then drove off to my nana's house.

There were caution signs everywhere.

I quickly got out.

"Where's my baby brother!?" I screamed.

"Where is he?!" I groaned.

The police came over and pulled me to a bench by the grass.

"He was shot. Walking on his way here. About an hour ago." 

I broke down crying.

"Why me?" I said through the tears.

"It's..my..fault." I hiccuped.

"What happened?" The cop got his notepad out.

"We ran away from our dad, then.." I calmed down.

"I have to go." I got inside the car, then drove off.

Miles was already dead. I couldn't be either.