Chy'Raq

Chapter 4~Game Over

I been sitting in my bed for about two days. The incident that happen with Izzy has been kind of traumatizing for me. I could handle people shooting at me and shit like that, but the fact that I was vulnerable hit me hard.

Tre walked in the bedroom and plopped on the bed next to me. He handed a bag to me.

"What's this?" I asked.

"Open it." He said.

I opened the bag and pulled out some soup from Olive Garden.

I smiled at him.

"Thank you." I said giving him a kiss on the lips.

I tryed pulling away but he grabbed me deepening the kiss. He kissed me a few more times then let go.

"When you getting out of this bed?" He ask.

"I don't know." I said leaning back.

He sucked his teeth.

"Brooklyn I don't want you to ever feel like your in danger okay? I'm sorry about that night. I swear baby I do, but know here on out I got you and there's nothing to be afraid of."

"You got me?" I questioned.

He looked at me as if I just smacked him in the face.

"Hell yeah! Don't ever in your life question that. You here me?" He said in a angry tone.

I nodded my head.

"Yeah." I said.

"Good." He says getting up. "Finish your soup then get the hell out this house. Oh and don't make plans later because we going out."

I sighed silently.

I got up and went in the bathroom to freshen up. I turned on the water to the shower then got in. I slowly began having flashbacks of the incident. The guy shooting at me and the car engulfed in flames. If Izzy wasn't there I would of definitely been dead.

I began breathing harder and I started to not breath. Just thinking about that shit was causing me to have panic attacks. I turned off the water and got out. I put on tights and a hoodie and decided to go over by Quans house.

I rarely go to Quans house because he always had some girl over but I wasn't in the mood for a lot of people and Quan always made me feel good. I knocked on his door. A couple seconds he opened the door with only boxers on.

He looked around then laid his eyes on me.

"Brooklyn!" He said yelling like he haven't seen me in years.

"Where the hell is your clothes Quan?" I asked.

He looked down and smiled.

"What? I have boxers and I'm just doing everybody a favor of letting them seeing this." He said showing off his body.

I rolled my eyes and walked in. Even though Quan seemed one of those bum types. He lived well and in style. His whole house was always clean and neat.

"Don't you have class today or something?" He ask grabbing a bag of chips then sat on his couch.

"I decided to skip class today."