Rapid Reactions (A Mindless Behavior Story)

TRUST

Previously: Princeton tries to call Aimee and she says stuff to him that made him think about what they really were; she denies him of showing any love or affection to her and orders him to never call her again. Although, Princeton takes this all to heart and considers some of the things she stated true, he doesn’t believe she meant some of the heartbreaking things she proclaimed because of the way she was begging him to leave her. Like as if he knew, Aimee gets a text from a blocked number which harmonizes with the idea that she was under the influence of a hater. The text also leaves her with an unbelievable decision to make, which could potentially break her.

*YOUR POV*

My phone had been ringing all the while Chres and I were having our... romantic  moment, by the time I got the bathroom I could only see the three missed calls and then the battery died. My music had drained the battery, as Chres didn’t even give me a chance to switch it off; I took it back to the room and charged it. I once I walked into the room I noticed that Chres was in his boxers and putting on the spray, it was such a strong scent it sent me into a coughing fit. He ignored me and continued to dress into his attire; I was a bit worried about the missed calls on my phone so I kept checking if it had switched on.

Chres: what’s up babe?

Me: nothing, you just watched my die

Chres: no, you can look after yourself; you’re hardly going to die over some deodorant

Me: I’m asthmatic, fool

Chres: oh shit, are you alright?

 He ran to my side, and I started to laugh, I wasn’t actually asthmatic but I wanted to show him that he should care because he doesn’t know much...”we really don’t know much about each other,” I thought to myself. I started to regret giving him head, I always had my morals for doing things like that but with him I let them go out the window. He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes as if he could read what I was thinking. Before we could do anything, there were was a knock on the door which broke the visual connection; he looked in the direction of the door then back at me. It was then that I realised that I was still naked and he was in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts.

Chres: that’s probably Princeton

Me: oh, is he chilling?

Chres: no we were going to go out and play ball; Prod is still taking this whole Eliza thing hard

Me: you would have thought they were together

Chres: *muttering* they were

I was going to push to find out more but he was gone before I could say anything, “get dressed, you can’t stay naked all day!” he shouted before answering the door. I looked down on myself and decided that I wasn’t going to go anywhere so I went into Chres’ bag to borrow a pair of sweatpants and then I put on a tank top. I was in the middle of deciding what to do with my hair before my phone rang; I ran for it and answered without checking for callers ID. I was way too eager to find out so many things: whether I really did speak to Holy this morning, how my friends were doing, or even what Khalil had to say.

Me: hello?

Caller: is this (YN)

Me: yes, who is this?

Caller: my name is Aaron August

Me: August...?

Aaron August: yes, my brother is Marcus August and my cousin is Chresanto August. I understand that you are Roc’s new girlfriend?

Me: erm... yes I am.

Aaron August: well it is lovely speaking to you, how are you this afternoon?

Me: I’m... erm... fine, yourself?

Aaron August: I’m not fine actually but that’s what I am calling to discuss

Me: can I ask where you got my number from

Aaron August: I can’t exactly tell you without putting us in danger

Me: ... is this the number Holy called me on?

Aaron August: is there some way I can meet you?

Me: where?

Aaron August: is there a way you can get to Atlanta on Monday at 11pm

Me: yes, I was going there anyways... is she okay?

Aaron August: no, the treasure is tarnishing

Me: what?

Aaron August: you’ll understand on the Monday, but you just need to trust me

Me: how do I even know you are who you’re saying who you are?

Aaron August: you don’t... but ask Roc what tarnished treasure means, remind him about his 16th birthday and it will make sense.

Me: where do I meet you?

Aaron August: about 2 blocks away from Roc’s studio there is an alleyway, meet me there... alone

Me: how will I know it’s you?

Aaron August: I will give you something

Me: I’ll be there

Aaron August: thank you, you can’t tell anyone about this

Me: you can trust me.

*AIMEE’S POV*

I didn’t want to risk getting caught going to Roc’s apartment, so I went into my old dorm, I was in the shower when I started to hear footsteps and voices. My heart rate increased to an extreme amount and I lost my breath, I turned the shower off and grabbed a towel. Cautiously I walked into the bedroom and looked out for anyone; the first thing I noticed was the clothing that was neatly placed on my bed. I walked straight towards it and picked them up; it was a pair of silver shorts that were ridiculously short and a matching tank top, next to it laid a note which read...

??: no underwear needed

 I slowly turned my body behind me, for that was where the familiar voice leads to, the man looked good for someone who had been locked away for over 4 years. He looked fresh, he wore a pair of jeans and a black tank top, his hair was freshly trimmed and the curls in his hair complimented his cheeky smile. His beard was shaved off making him look much younger, he was gorgeous and I would have fallen for all over again - if he wasn’t holding LJ’s lifeless body in his arms. I didn’t know whether to be angrier with the fact that LJ could be dead... or that I was looking into the eyes of Khalil.

Me: what did you do?

Khalil: I promise it wasn’t me

Tyra: it was me, actually, but don’t worry Louise isn’t dead.

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I just made my comeback

xo