SORRY It's Taken me awhileeee to write this book. I've just had writer's block and I can't think of any ideas with it. Like usual, i'll plot as I go along and hopefully it gets better within the next few chapters. I'm not sure the direction I would like for it to go in yet. Please bare with me. To me this chapter may be boring, this is a WARNING. In this chapter, things get sexual.
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Zyara P.O.V
Phone Conversation:
Operator: You have a collect call from "DREA! ZY HELP!" If you wish to go forward with this call please press on-
Drea: ZY Please get me out of here!
Me: Drea, what happened? I thought y'all left the park when me and Trey left!
Drea: We did! They followed me to my house, and cuffed me as soon as I stepped out the car. Please just get me out of here.
Me: Drea, I don't know if they've posted your bail yet. I think you have to wait for your police hearing.
Drea: Will you be there Zyara? I'm so scared.
Me: Calm down, everything's going to be fine. I'm going to go put money on your books, and on the phones so you can call me whenever you want to.
Operator: You have one minute until your free trial is over.
Drea: Okay, i'll call you back tomorrow.
Me: I love you Dre Dre!
Drea; I love you too..
Phone conversation over.
I was in such a horrible mood now. I wanted to go find Couture to beat her ass myself. I sighed and looked at the time. It's only 6:00 at night so the Check Cashing Place should still be open. At the Check Cashing Place, you can pay some bills, put money on books in jail, or on your phone, etc.
A couple minutes after sitting and daydreaming, I hard rambling at my door. Seconds later,
Trey walked through the door with a couple bags.
"What's wrong with you?" He asked when he seen that I didn't move off the couch to get up to help him. "Why you cryin?" I guess I didn't know I was shedding tears.
"Drea in jail." I cried and shook my head. I felt sorry for my best friend. I never been to jail, but I've heard stories, and I know bitches be horny as shit in there.
"For what? That shit that happened with Couture?" He asked while sitting down next to me. I nodded my head yes, and he just shook his head. "That's why I made ya ass come home. I ain't want you being apart of that."
I laid my head on his shoulder, "The shit wasn't that serious. How long do you think she'll be in there?" I questioned while staring down at the floor. I was sort of day dreaming about Drea.
"She'll get bail by tomorrow. Ion know if it'll be low though. All you gotta do is keep refreshing the page on the inmate site. If the bail starts off high, it'll get lower over the next couple of days." He assured me. It made me feel just a little better.
I smiled and nodded, "Your starting to move your things in?" I asked while getting up to grab a bag and take it to my bedroom.
"Bae, I got it. Just sit down and chill." He grabbed the bag out of my hand, and proceeded to he bedroom.
Moments later I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I wasted no time reaching for it, since I thought it was Drea. It was just Brisha.
Phone Conversation:
