DEFINE LOVE 2 (TRILOGY TO Diary Of A Gay Black Teen)

Bad Ass

Kendrick P.O.V

Its been a week since I heard from Tre and thats been driving me nuts. I wish he would've listened to me instead of running off. Yes I know who's behind all this, but I can't disclose it to anyone yet. I cant even let myself slip trying to track this man down. Like I been doing all this week, I tried to reach out to Tre, but got no answer. "Come on, pick up." I said to myself as the phone rang in my ear. I just need to hear his voice to track the reciever and figure out his where abouts. He may not want to be found, but I will do whatever it takes to make sure he will be.
I can't have him behind bars for protecting a fugitive on the run. After getting a recording box probably filled with nearly thirty messages of me laying out my heart, I called to check my voicemails down at the station. All I got was one and it said in the ugliest voice ever, "Stop Searching, Before I Have Your Blood On My Hands Too, You Snake." It was then that I was more than for sure it was him. If for a split second, he thought that delivering such a message would discourage me, he thought wrong. I am not stopping under any circumstance. I refuse to give, up on the job I was set out to do, or Tre just because of his disobedience. Soon after getting dressed in my uniform, I got a call from a number that didn't look so familiar. I answered but said nothing. I recorded the call hoping who ever it is could stay on for atleast two minutes so I can track it. "I know you've probably been worried about me but don't. Ill be back home after all this is over, but Kendrick just take care of my brother." Hearing his voice relieved me in so many ways, but I still didn't get it. How could he leave with him, when I ensured him of the help I would provide no matter what. "Why you putting me through all this trouble. I get that you want to find them but Tre I am not alright with this situation. You and him running around here killing people acting like Billy and Clyde."

"I haven't killed anyone." He whispered. "You think the judge gone agree with that once they find y'all all boo'd up in some ran down shack. I know you can't be in no hotel because his face is everywhere you turn. Just come home and you'll be safe."

"Kendrick you taking this way out of its context. I love you and I want you, but I'm helping a friend." I really wanted to believe in my heart that all it was is a friendship and that's all it will ever be, but we both knew damn well it wasnt. "I would believe that if you didn't almost marry that thuged out nigga. I would even believe it if you didn't go off with him instead of letting me do my fucking job. All the help and protection you needed was right here baby." I had no idea I was rasising my voice, but I guess he just brought that out of me.

"Im sorry, I have to go." He whispered while ending the call I been waiting for. Even though he was gone, I still held it up to my ear as if he was still there. How could he be so inconsiderate.

"Room service." Someone yelled outside my room, knocking softly. I thought not to even answer because my room was pretty clean, but they kept at it with that steady knock so I walked that way.

"Alright." I jogged the rest of the way looking for the person who knocked to be in front of me. I squinched at my eyes thinking maybe they were tired of waiting so they left. As I was closing the door back, my eyes quickly glanced at the ground where there was a red note. I bent down to grab it, then looked around again to see if anyone was present. The note read....

Should've married this bitch when you had the chance. She sucked a mean dick, but it was definetly the wrong one.

What the hell does this suppose to mean? I put the note in my other hand and saw smeared blood on my fingers. I flipped it over and saw that more blood covered the whole back page. I swallowed the throw up I thought would escape my throat and I let the paper slip out of my hands. While slamming the door close, my mind start to jump directly to my former fiance, Lisa. The woman who I once was head over heels for. I hope he doesn't have her because I'd do anything to bring him down. I put my phone up to my ear pressing send all over again each time she didnt answer. Being that she's not picking up her phone, and she's back escorting, I believe it. I believe he has her, and now its my job to do whatever it takes to save her. This was now a serious energency, so I called Tina to meet up to discuss business.