~Enough of No Love~

Chapter 19

Roc's POV

I dialed Ray Ray's number and waited for him to pick up...

*ring*

*ring*

*ring*

Phone Operator: Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system. Ray is not available at this ti-

I hung up. I really needed to chill with him. My own "girlgriend" hates me right now and I really dont feel the same. I messed up big time and there's a big chance I might not be  able to fix it, but I need to.

*Phone rings* I answered.

Roc:Hello?

???:Oh hi...Roc.

Roc:Who is this?

???:You better run.....Fast! Go save the one you love most.....Guess wisely because trying to save the wrong person could waste time and easily cause the death of-

Roc:Man I'm not playing. Who is this?!

???:...cause the death of one. Who do you love most??? *hangs up*

Who was that? The person that was talking was crying while speaking the riddle. That's crazy odd. Usually the one who made the riddle is talking. Who ever this is is playing with me. I don't want the "one I love most." hurt. My phone vibrated, signaling that I had just received a text message. Messages kept flowing in as if two people were texting me, but from the same phone.

???:Roc. Save me please.

???:You have 48 hours to save your love...

???:Please solve the riddle, you don't have much time.

???:Time is ticking. You've made a bad choice before. 

???:Think,think!

???:Bye.

Ugghh who is this person? This is frustrating me and what gets to me more is the fact that I have a little bit of time to save the mysterious perosn that I supposedly know. I need help and not much can assist. I need a plan and quick. It took me 3 hours to think of one. I need it to be not too easy, and not too hard.

PLAN A:DRAFT

     -Visit my favorites first to make sure they're safe.  Nope.

     -Get a layout of all my enemies. Maybe.

     -Get a group of boys to help plan the rest.

3 hours of thinking wasted. I need a skilled person to help me plan this whole thing out. Someone who can help now! I began to search through all my contacts and stumbled across one that caught my eye. Christina Amaree. I clicked the number and called her within 2 seconds I was happy at the thought that she answered rather quickly.

Christina:Chrissy here. Need me?

Roc: Hey Chrissy, it's me, Roc.

Christina: Ahhh no time long see. What do you need me for, cousin.

I smirked. Christina is my 28 year old cousin. She's been to jail twice for attempted murder and helping a drug dealer make a killing. She was very helpful in planning and she still had that slick, seducing voice. It helped in her plans. I'm her cousin, so that doesn't really get me.

Roc: I need you to help me start planning something TODAY! I have less than 48 hours to do so. 

Christina: Baby, you called the right person. I just so happen to be in L.A. I flew down here from Oregon two days ago. What's your address?