"So what're we gonna do?!" I asked.
He exhaled deeply and scratched his head. "For once, I don't know. I can't let you go out by yourself."
"Why though?"
He sucked his teeth. "Cuz OBVIOUSLY there issssss! A nigga!! Mkay? a niggggaaaa! After you! It'll only make sense for you to be with me at all times!"
"Fuck this shit! This is too much work." I rolled my eyes.
"No! You need to follow what I'm saying!" He ordered.
"You're only stressing yourself out!!" I yelled.
"Because I care about you and don't want you to get hurt!!! It's worth the stress!!!" He shot back. "Let me help you for fucks sake!!"
"Nigga whatever. I'm sleep." I changed into my pajamas and got in my bed.
"Skylar." He said.
I ignored him.
"Skylar I know you hear me."
"Nigga what!? Damn!"
"I'm sorry."
"Ok." I shrugged.
"I mean it." He continued.
"Ok! Bye goodnight hush!"
"I love you ok?"
"I love you too Steez. Goodnight." I said again.
• 7:21 a.m •
I woke up and Steez wasn't in his bed so I checked the bathroom and the kitchen. No where to be found.
"Steez!" I called out hoping he would pop up, and he didn't.
Just call him.
I took my phone off the charger and called him. The phone rang but he didn't pick up. I got a email from Jesse.
Subject: Hey!
Next time you go out of state tell me. Anyway, how are you and Steez doing? Jacques is trying to get ahold of you so make sure you hit him up.
I ignored the email and went onto all of Steez's social media accounts. Twitter, Facebook especially, snapchat and periscope and he hasn't gotten onto any of them. Of course I started panicking and called Jesse.
* Phone Call *
Me: JESSE HAVE YOU HEARD FROM STEEZ?
Jesse: Nice way to start a conversation. Anyway, I was just about to call you asking about him. The people from his label are asking me like I know. If you know anything please let them know.
Me: Alright. If I find anything out I'll let you and Shipes know.
Jesse: Great. Be safe.
* End Of Phone Call *
I decided to take the train to Brooklyn and see if he was over there. It'll only make sense to go to places he always hangs out at. Crystal shops, pizza place down the street, the coffee shop we met at and I didn't even find him.
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FanfictionThere is no easy walk to freedom anywhere, and many of us will have to pass through the valley of the shadow of death again and again before we reach the mountaintop of our desires. - Nelson Mandela
