A Mindless Murder

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Princetons POV

As I was signing CD's, T-shirts, and posters I was really deep in my thoughts. What did Roc want with that girl? I haven't seen him smile so hard in my life. Maybe I was trippin' those girls weren't bad at all, in fact they were fine as hell but the whole situation with Cameron and what we did is almost Haunting me. I'm an idiot. I can't believe I accused those girls of working for Cameron. I must have been out of my mind. Them?! Cameron?! No god damn way.

"Dammit Prince!" I whisper to myself. I know I scared them off after I pulled Roc over. I'm a bad friend.

"That's all for the night!" Prod said while yawning. It was a long day and I just wanted to go to the hotel, take nice hot bath and get my ass to bed.

"Thank The Lord!" Ray said, he walked over to the other side of the room to get his Nike duffel bag. I stayed put. I couldn't stop thinking about those girls!

"Prince!" Prod yelled.

"What?!" I yelled back. I was a little startled when he snapped me out of my thoughts.

"Nigga let's go! You can stay here if you want to but we out." Roc says.

I pulled myself together. "Oh shit, I'm comin ya'll."

We walked out of the building into the night, the summer air in New York City was cool but humid, the perfect sleeping weather. I kept chewing hard on my already stale gum hoping it would distract me from my thoughts. But it didn't help, all I heard was the growl of my stomach and the pounding in my head. I couldn't shake it.

"Shit, I want a burger." Roc complains.

"Nigga all you think about is food!" Ray laughs.

"Naw man." Roc chuckles. "I'm also thinking about Blake."

"Who the hell is Blake?" Prod asks.

"Nigga you know Blake! She was with those girls who came in the room with us a few hours ago, the one with that sexy ass dress on?" He says happily.

"Oh yeah! I saw that Thot" Prod laughs.

"Watch it!" Roc puts his finger in prods face and laughs with him.

I wondered if they recognized that Spanish girl like I did.

"Aye y'all?" I asked. They were all walking in front of me so my sudden urge to talk made them all stop and turn around.

"What?" Ray asked.

"Do y'all think those girls could be working for Cameron?" I asked.

"What?" Ray says puzzled. They all looked a little confused and that just made me look stupid.

"Never mind." I say. They didn't even care, they just turned around and kept talking.

"I really want to go swimming." Roc says.

"Let's just swim at the hotel, I'm dying to get in the hot tub." Prod says.

I was thinking way to hard about this. Maybe I was just that tired. A swim doesn't sound too bad either.

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Blake's POV

The woman at the front desk believed every word that came out of my mouth. I told her that I was one of "Brandon's" close relative and they needed me to go into the room to pick up something. I swear that bitch shouldn't be working here, she just gave me the room key and smiled. Idiot.

I was in the hallway looking for room 932 and when I finally found it I froze. I was nervous for two reasons. Reason number 1. Someone could already be in the room waiting for MB to get back. Reason number 2. I could be the one who's still in the room when MB gets back! That would be so embarrassing, especially after Roc and I kinda hit it off.