Complicated

20. Deserted.

The next morning, there was nothing but awkward tension. To avoid Kiloni getting upset again, Michelle took her to school and Chresanto got dragged along. Courtlen, on the other hand, went to school alone. Kiloni got to school and wore a smile on her face. It was as if she was dealing with nothing. Throughout the day, Abby would see her walking and talking to friends but Kiloni didn't see her. If she did, she acted like Abby didn't exist. When it was time for lunch, Abby caught up with Kiloni walking in the halls. "Loni! Can we talk?" Abby asked, running up next to her. "Nope," Kiloni quickly responded. "Please, I just-"

"BYEEE!" Kiloni shouted, walking away from Abby. Abby stopped walking and just stood in the hall. It was all finally hitting her.

Instead of going to lunch, Abby sat by a window in the hallway, texting Courtlen to come to her rescue. He texted back, telling her he couldn't. He was actually working to get his grades up with his teachers. It was the first step of making a change in his life.

"This kid is already too much trouble and it's only been 6 weeks.." Abby thought.

After practice, Ilianeliz slowly prepared to waste her time on Trevante like she said she would. By the time she was ready, she slumped out the locker rooms and saw Trevante at his locker. When he spotted her a smile grew across his face. "Hey!" he shouted, waving to her. Ilianeliz did nothing. Trevante shut his locker and walked towards her. She didn't want to admit it but he looked not as bad as he usually did to her. Low top converses, khakis and a button up plaid shirt to match; he was actually trying to impress her. "You ready?" he asked, smiling. Ili blandly replied, "Where are we going?"

"Well, there's a carnival going on near the mall. Is that okay?"

"Not bad.." she thought to herself.

"Meh.. okay," she agreed. The two left school together but still kept their distance. Like Trevante suggested, they went to the carnival which started as a boring "date." They walked around, looking at rides and booths until Trevante finally broke the silebce between them. "I'm not a bad guy, ya know. You can talk to me, it's cool."

"I don't want to actually," Ilianeliz snapped. "I really just wanted to hang out because you seemed cool but you won't give me the time of day."

"Well, you had a bad first impression on me. What do you expect?"

"..I'm sorry. Can we just start over? Please?" Ilianeliz looked at Trevante as he begged for her forgiveness. "Do you promise to stop being so rude to me?"

"Yes."

"And my friend, Roshon?"

"Sure."

"Not sure. Either yes or no."

"Fine, yes."

"Okay.. I'm not gonna just waste time talking to you, let's ride some rides." After making their truce, they rode all the rides practically once and played at almost every booth, until they got to the point of getting hungry. "Let me buy us some food then we can go," Trevante suggested. "Nah, it's cool I can-"

"No, I want to. It's okay, I swear." Ilianeliz smirked and nodded. "I'll find a table th-"

"Actually, can we just eat in the car? Then we can leave when we're done?"

"Yea.. I kinda do wanna go home soon."

"Then you wait at the car while I get food." Trevante gave up his keys to Ilianeliz and made his way to the concession stand. It was pretty much empty so there was no wait. He bought 2 cups to fill and 2 hotdogs. When he went to the soda dispensers, he discreetly pulled a dime bag out of his front pocket. He emptied the bag into one of the cups and filled both of them with soda. Trevante put covers on the cups and stabbed a hole in the one that was drugged. In basic terms, he put roofies in Ilianeliz's drink.

Getting back to the car, Trevante acted innocently as if nothing happened. "Here ya go," he said with a grin, passing Ilianeliz her food. "I thought I was about to die in this car of hunger," she replied. They ate their food and drank their sodas within about 10 minutes, which was when the drug kicked in. Ilianeliz leaned back in her seat. "I don't feel good.." Ilianeliz said in a slow voice. Her head dangled around as her eyes got droopy and sleepy. Trevante didn't reply, he got the car started and drove to a friend's house. Jake's house.

Today was the same day Jake and Chresanto were hanging out. They sat together in the basement of Jake's house and shared laughs, drinks and weed. Those two, along with a bunch of other dealers passed a joint around in a circle in the lab. "Yooooo, Jake, this nigga is hilarious!" said one of the dealers, taking his turn on the joint. Jake smiled and shrugged as he puffed on his roach. He ashed it into his tray and did tricks with the smoke. The room was officially a drunken hot box, but everyone was too intoxicated to realize it, including Chres.

After having a round with the joint, Chres took a shot and starting rolling up the next one. Next thing he knew, Trevante was in the house, yelling and shouting. "Hey y'all, I got fresh meat!" He was killing everyone's wave so they all went to see what was going on. He stood at the steps, grinning as Ilianeliz was on his arm, barely able to stand. "Heeeey, haha, you guys look like very nice people.." she muttered. Chres was so blurred that he didn't realize it was her. "Hm.. free pussy? Good looks, Tre," Jake nodded. He gestured two guys to carry her back upstairs. She was so drugged that she went along with it. "Weeeeeeee!" she played along. "Chres, Tre, let's go," Jake demanded, walking upstairs. That night, Ilianeliz got raped by 5 guys in that house, including Chresanto. After it happened, they dropped her in front of her house, rang the bell and drove off, leaving someone to find her.