"Ice!"
I looked up, my new personal driver Dreyon was looking at me concerned. "You ok ma, I've been trying to talk to you." "I'm ok." I said. "I was just thinkin about shit." "Alright, I was asking if you was going to the Bosses after party tonight."
The Boss, or as he is known to me as Blow is my childhood friend and now fiancé. Tonight is the night that he's officially opening Blow enterprises and to celebrate, he threw a banquet and invited all of his investors. He had planned an after party too but I wasn't going to that.
"He obviously got other bitches to keep on his arm for tonight." I said as I examined my nails. "So why should I go?" I guess I should explain a few things so y'all don't get too confused. See what had happened was when Blow and I were at the banquet, this wannabe Amber Rose lookin ass bitch I've been having some problems with had the nerve to show her face. Now the party was invitation only, so he had to of invited her hoe ass himself. Long story short we got to arguing and I left the party and called Dreyon to pick me up.
"Just take me home." I wasn't going to that after party, all I wanted to do was go home and swim in my pool.
Several minutes later Drey was turning on the long steep road that lead to the cliff where my home was. Blow bought us the most beautiful seaside gated mansion near San Francisco. I mostly loved it because it was out of the way, but Blow loved it because it was the biggest and nicest looking house for miles. Blow is cocky as fuck and he loves to flaunt his money.
Drey pulled up to the gate and flipped the camera off. "Open up the gate nigga!" He said into the intercom. "I got Ice up in here." "Ok, nigga calm yo ass down." I could tell by the voice that it was Ka'von working the gate tonight, him and Drey are brothers.
Drey pulled up in the driveway and opened my door to let me out. "Aww I didn't know you were so polite, Drey." I joked. He smiled and looked down. "Yeah I at least owe it to my moms to try." He said. "I mean she did raise me and Von kinda right, well me at least." I laughed and got out the car.
"Drey if you and Von want to go to the party, go ahead." I said as I walked into the house.
"You sure?" He said. "Boss gone have our asses if we leave you here by ya self you know all the guys with him out at the club."
I scoffed. "Blow's black ass must've forgot who I am." I said. "I don't need no "guys" to look after me and sorry Drey. I like you but I don't need you to look after me either." As soon as I said this my two Rottweilers, Killa and Uzi run up to me. They always greeted me and Blow at the door.
"Besides I got my own boys here to take care of me." I bent down scratched both of my boys behind the ears. I looked up at Drey and his ass still ain't move from his spot, I could tell he was thinking about what to do. "Look I already told you I was fine. Now go grab your brother. Y'all go to the party, have a couple drinks and take home some baddies." Drey chuckled and looked down. He was cute as hell with dreads. Lord knows I love me a dread head. I always was a little disappointed Blow would never grow out his hair so I could put some in.
"Alright ma, if you say you good, you good. I can't really argue with you." He said. "But for real tho if the Boss come for my ass, you gotta have my back. I ain't trying to die at 21."
"Or course goofy ass, I got you." "Aight cool." He dapped me and I watched him go to the camera room before I went upstairs.
I went to my room and walked into my walk-in closet. One thing that I can honestly say is fashion is a weakness for me. One thing I can say about Blow is that he didn't care if I blew over 5 stacks on designer clothes. I had it all too from Louie to Gucci to Prada to Kors.
I grabbed a red bikini from one of my drawers and changed real quick. I put a green satin robe over that and went outside by the pool. I put my robe over one of the chairs and went to the diving board. As I stood on the diving I could hear Drey and Von getting ready to hop in the Escalade. Drey looked back and waved at me. I smiled and waved back as I watched them pull out and disappear down around the bend.
I swan dived off the board and swam underneath the water for a while. Swimming always helped calm me down. It was actually my godfather who helped me discover it. I'm pretty sure if I was still at that party and not swimming now, that bitch at that party would have a knife lodged deep in the base of her skull.
I swam and floated for about an hour or more until I started to feel tired. I grabbed a towel from one the shelves, then went back into the house to take a shower. When I got done showering, I put on my robe and went to sit on side of the bed to lotion up until I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. The only person who has ever been able to sneak up on me is Blow. Anybody I could hear a mile away, so it must've been him.
I turned my head getting ready to speak. "Are you ready to apolog-" Before I could finish I was smacked hard as hell with a metal object. I could literally see stars. The top of my head felt wet and my vision was getting spotty. It didn't take me long to realize the wetness was blood and that it was dripping into my eyes causing the spots. I could feel myself slipping, but before I completely passed I could make out two blotchy figures in front of me. It sounded like they were talking but their voices sounded so far away to me. One of them definitely said "grab her" because right after, one picked me up. The last thing I remember of that night is being laid on something leather, which felt like car seats. These niggas are kidnapping me.
