Bahja Roulette (Bahja and Jacob story)

Chapter 15 ♥ Cold Case

Bahja, Star, and A$ap all ran away the day Princeton was shot. All throughout the ride in Atlanta, Bahja kept weeping and trying to escape the door. Star had to knock her out with a heavy rock from the side of the road just so she would be quiet for a couple of hours. Two weeks of driving, eating, and sleeping on the road finally paid off when they found a house all the way in New York. When they all arrived there, A$ap immediately rented a small, one-bedroom mobile home in Manhattan where they were planning on staying until they changed their identity.

"I'll be making your favorite tonight, baby." Star smiled as she leaned over A$ap's shoulder for a kiss.

"Mm, what is it?"

"Fried chicken with warm mash potatoes and my special gravy on the side."

"Oh, I see you!"

"Hahaha, you know I have to cook for my baby. A big boy has got to eat."

Star rubbed her hand in a circle on his stomach. The last two months, she'd fallen head over heels for him. Still, he showed more attention to Bahja than he did to her.

"Thank you, baby."

"No problem."

Bahja walked in the front room with nothing but the regular long, white t-shirt and her hair in a sloppy bun. She'd just woken up from a long two hour nap. The knocks up against her head that she'd received from Star during the drive left her with chronic migraines.

As soon as she walked in, she plopped down next to A$ap and laid her head down on his shoulder. Star instantly snapped her neck when she did that.

"Hey, Bahja." A$ap cheered.

"Hi," she sighed while adjusting her head on his bone.

"You had a better sleep? I put some pills beside your bed before you dosed off."

"I, uh, I took them. My head is still killing me though."

"Well, maybe you need to take extra!" Star joined in, while plopping down on A$ap's lap.

Bahja raised her eyebrows up then shook her head.

"Nah, I don't want to OD. I've already taken two naproxens."

"No, I know what you need." A$ap cheesed.

Immediately, Bahja's eyes lit up. She knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Shall I go get one of my outfits?"

"Hell yeah! Star, lift up, baby, me and Bahja are going to go out." He nudged on her back with his palm so she would lift up.

"No!" she screamed. Both A$ap and Bahja stopped in their tracks and looked at her in confusion.

"What's wrong?" Bahja asked.

"Uh.. I, uh... I wanted to go with you guys for a chance."

"Oh, no no no." A$ap laughed while clapping his hands. "No! Star, do you realize how much of a softy you are? You can't roll with the big dogs like that. We are professionals."

"What he said." said Bahja.

"But you guys can teach me! Can I just go with you guys for once? I always stay here and do nothing."

"Star, no. You should've asked earlier. We woul've gotten you prepared. Your first day of Russian Roulette is your most important. You have to be well-trained. Trust me."

Star sighed and shot her head down towards the ground, resisting her tears.

"Star, look." Bahja sighed.