ride. ( dreezy & 21 savage )

29) Crime Scene

(That's Chy in the MM)

I had yet another performance this week so I had to call off work on Wednesday. That was my fifth performance in only two weeks.

Chy had apparently hooked up with this dude she's been seeing, I forgot his name. It's Devon I think.

Ultimately, I had been working nonstop all week and quit my job later that week. Dane had a whole breakdown.

Shayaa apparently had to make drops all week so I didn't see him until Sunday. Like early Sunday.

It was about two in the morning when somebody knocked on the door. I got up out of the bed to answer it, groaning in the process.

I opened the door. "Shayaa, it's two in the morning." I said, rubbing my eyes and yawning.

"Shh." Shayaa said.

I stood there, eyes half closed, yawning and everything. "Go hide. Don't say anything. If you gotta sneeze, hold your nose. Just go hide." Shayaa said.

"What?" I said sleepily.

"Go, Seandrea." Shayaa said.

"Where I'm supposed to hide?" I asked.

"Anywhere but the closet and the bathroom. You small enough to fit in the cabinet?" He asked.

"No. But I can fit in between the refrigerator and the counter." I said.

He looked behind him. "Go, go, go, go!" He whisper shouted.

I went to the kitchen and wedged myself in between the counter and the refrigerator. Shayaa opened the cabinet door next to me to cover me up. "You good?" Shayaa whispered.

"Yeah." I said.

He walked out, locking the door and going out of the building. I stayed quiet in an attempt to hear what was going on outside. "I thought you said you was gone bring her out." A male voice said.

"She wasn't in there, man." Shayaa said.

"Why wouldn't she be in there at two in the morning?"

"I don't know. She left and didn't tell me." Shayaa said.

"You know where she went?"

"Nah." Shayaa said.

"You know since you don't have her, it's you. So it's either, you stop lying and bring her out here or it's your ass and maybe even hers too, like I was planning."

"Look man, she was just tryna protect her friend." Shayaa said.

"Protect my ass, she brought spies." I finally realized who this person was.

"You gotta kill her for that?" Shayaa pressed on.

I know Travis didn't come down here to kill me because Imani blew my cover. "Ion fuck with that. It's either I shoot both of you or I shoot you." Travis said.

Those words rang around in my ears. I tried not to make any noise.

"Travis, just chill mane." Shayaa said.

I heard the sound of a gun cock. I almost choked on my spit, gasping. "Oh my lord..." I muttered quietly.

Six shots rang out. I jumped up.

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The police were there in fifteen minutes. They helped me out of the house. There were three police cars and an ambulance outside. I managed to stagger outside (due to the fact that my legs were numb) with the support of two officers. I saw Travis and the two officers had to hold me back when I lunged toward him. "You fucking son of a bitch!" I yelled.

All I felt was anger, pain, and sadness. From what I learned, Travis had shot six times and hit Shayaa each time, in different places. The place that made me most worried was his neck, where he directly got hit.

I held his hand in the ambulance, heart pounding. He still had a weak pulse. First it was Dej. I wasn't about to lose Shayaa too. I hadn't realized I was crying, again until Shayaa's thumb brushed my hand. I looked down at him. "Stop crying, Dre. I'm here for you like you here for me." He said weakly.

He squeezed my hand and I half smiled.

When we got to the hospital, Shayaa was out cold. I didn't go in. Instead, I sat in the ambulance with one of the paramedics, until Shayaa was ready for visitation (hopefully). "So you know what happened?" She asked.

She had a heavy new York accent. "Nah. He told me to hide and all I heard was then arguing and gunshots." I said.

"Oh." She said.

I checked my phone. It was 3:53 AM, so I wasn't expecting hella messages. But of course there was. People who were pressed about my mixtape. Instagram followers. Twitter replies and retweets. All that other stuff.

I dismissed the notifications. "I think I'm ready to go in." I said.

"Good luck. Most of the time people who do this have big break downs in the ambulance. We once had to take somebody into the emergency room because they fainted." The paramedic said.

I hopped out of the ambulance and tied my shoe. Then I walked towards the hospital. I signed in and sat in the waiting room. I was so stressed out, it didn't make any sense. I should have ran out there and stopped Travis. But then that would be disobeying Shayaa. And I probably would have gotten killed. Hell to the no.

Hi y'all.

I heard he got shot six times so I just put that in.

Dreezy boutta have beef with yet another person😭

Listen to say my name by Dreezy in the MM. I guarantee I know who she was talking about, and that's the person she got beef with.

You don't even got to ask that question. Of course Shayaa gone live, why would I make him die too?

Travis did way too much right then.

No shout outs but I'll put that in later.

Okay bye.