Unchained Rage (Mafia Story)

CHAPTER THREE

Kristine's POV

I got home to my room, locked the door and..."FREEDOM! WHOO-HOO!" I just really needed to do that. I stretched and yep the sound of crackling bones awesome I sent Calypso a friend request on Facebook, followed her on Instagram and Twitter. After a good ten minutes of staring daggers into my phone she accepted my request.
Kristine: hey Caly, know that pizza place by the park? Meet me there in five.
*beep*
Calypso: hey Kris, I'm sorry but my aunt won't allow me.
Kristine: OK then I'm coming to your house.

*time skip to Calypso's house brought to you by Kristine endlessly asking for directions*

I reached this very basic house and knocked on the door. When last did I ever knock on a door, this family must be so basic. Maybe I got directed to the wrong house. I knocked once again. Let me try calling her. The door swung open before me towered a prep girl more Gabbie type. Maybe she knows where Calypso lives. "Hi, I'm Kristine I was wondering if maybe you could tell me where Cal-" "Calypso! Your weird friend is here!" How rude "uh..excuse me-" "whaateveer" she walked off Bitch. "Kristine what are you doing here?!" Calypso whisper yelled in attempt to get me out, of which failed "Calypso, who is this?" A middle aged woman appeared. "My friend Kristine Blue" she answered half acting brave half scared to death "what is she doing here?" The woman interrogated again, even I was shaking "she needs my help with math" I began to notice how Calypso fiddles with her fingers when she's nervous. "OK fine" the woman walked off. "You shouldn't be here" my grin faded as the words slowly sobered in "what do you mean? Why?" Was she really gonna push everyone away because of Tammie... "What is it Cal is it because of Tammie?" I had to at least get one word of it "no its not anybody, its me" she started as if in a trance "what?" I asked for clarity "never mind I said anything Kristine just go back home, I think its better you just stay away from me" something's bothering her "its OK I won't leave you" I assured her "I'm sorry Kris but if you don't I will" she said tears streaming down her cheeks. "OK" I whispered but I knew not to give up on her I'll try tomorrow.

Calypso's POV

"How do you do something like that Calypso!" She was furious. For the first time ever she showed emotion. Furious yes she was but she actually cared "I never gave you permission to sign those papers" my aunt blushed furiously. Still moving. "I need to be near my school aunt Vera" "fine I'll drive you there just don't move out" its just too late to start reasoning now "I'm sorry" I whispered "Calypso what if someone tries to kill you" "why?" "Because... Because you're the only black girl in the school" she started "I'm not the only" "what if the person who killed your parents comes back for you" now that hit at home "then so be it, I was supposed to be dead too remember!" I shouted angrily. I saw tears stream down her face. That was a bit harsh but it was true. "I'll be fine."  Heard my phone ring then rushed to my room. It was off its battery died but the sound was audible. I glared at my gym bag where the sound came from, my eyes widened to the view of a phone the exact same as mine. The screen projected capital letters 'PRIVATE NUMBER' I slowly picked it up and  drawn it closer to my face, something was odd about this "Calypso would you just answer or reject the call please!" my aunt's voice raided all the way from the dinning room. My heart skipped a dozen beats I slowly answered and placed it on my ear *gulp* "H-hello" my voice cracked "Hel-" "who is this?" I cut the person off  "the owner of that phone" the Russian accent echoed. I gathered it was a guy and he was cocky too "oh yeah really, if this is 'your phone' what are you using now?" I interrogated "something outside my house, too big to fit in my pocket and its called a booth phone? What ever it is" I laughed at his sarcastic tone, to think I was scared by THIS wow. "How does a strangers phone land in my bag?" "Can you just meet me now" he diverted in a husky tone. I could drag this on for long just listening to his smooth accent. "No I can't" I challenged "please?" That came out as more of a question. Anyway there is no way I'm meeting any Russian guy at this time he could be in some mafia or something. No way. I hung up. His voice, it was vaguely familiar but, I just didn't know to who's. The phone rang again "what?" I answered annoyed "did you just hang up on me, never mind that, on my OWN phone" he was definitely pissed and his tone agitated. HOT the guys voice was something else "I believe did, yes" I said getting in my blankets. He let out a cocky disbelief chuckle "don't make me come after you" he warned. I chuckled a bit. PSH what could he do to me? nothing "I don't got a problem with that either" I said as confident as ever. "Calypso Hart, meet me at the subway station tomorrow afternoon" I gulped now I was terrified. Who's phone is this. I hung up once more. I went to the pictures, there was nothing except pictures of a pit bull no nothing to help me. I just got myself into some real shit, what if he's a mafia guy, Lord, I know I hadn't been consulting with you for a while now but, please help a daughter out. That voice no doubt I've heard it before. There was no way I was meeting a Russian guy without an FBI team for backup. I checked the call log only two calls one incoming which was pretty obvious and one outgoing to...
Oh my Glitter slithers. I thought reading out loud "Tammie..." This girls out to exterminate me.

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I know it's not a WOW chapter sorry guys but I'll try to make the next chapters intriguing.

Kenzeey_Kiddo