Chapter 17

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~Naomi's POV ~

I was sitting in the bath trying to take a long soothing and relaxing bath from a long hard day and then head off to bed when my phone rang. I almost damn near broke my neck trying to get out of the tub stepping on the slippery floor trying to hurry and get to the phone before whoever it was calling me hung up. When I got to my room I saw that I three had missed calls from Kendrick, Chresanto, and someone from an unknown number, I guess I didn't hear my phone at the time when they called . I really hate it when people from unknown numbers call me and I miss their call because it just leave me thinking about who it could've possibly been calling me and what they were calling me for. And why Chresanto was calling me, he knows not to call me anymore after what happened. He should be resting at the hospital trying to recover from his bullet wound and broken leg instead of calling me. I took the phone back into the bathroom with me , got back into the tub and told Siri to call Kendrick. After the 1700th ring, there was no answer, so I called him again and there still wasn't an answer.

"Where the hell could you have possibly gone in the 20 seconds from when you called me and why call me three times and not answer when I finally decide to call you back? That's just really smart." I slid down in the tub closing my eyes trying to enjoy the rest of my hot bath. And right when I closed my eyes, my phone rang again.

"Fuck?!? What now?" I yelled picking up the phone off the toilet next to the tub. It was Kendrick calling me. I swiped the answer bar and put it on speaker.

"Hello?"

"Naomi! I have to tell you something, but first go downstairs and lock all the door and windows in the house so he can't hurt you . I should be there in 20 minutes. I just left my house. " exclaimed Kendrick in a serious tone.

"Wait, Kendrick slow down. What's going on?"

"Damn it Naomi! Just go downstairs and lock all the doors and windows, I'll explain everything when I get there. But listen to me first. I have to tell you something that I've been waiting to tell you for a while now."

"Remember the night of our 4 year anniversary?"

"Yeah. What about it?" I could tell that something bad was about to happen and someone was going to get seriously hurt from it.

"Well after I dropped you off at home after we went to dinner and had sex that night, I went straight home not stopping anywhere. And when I walked inside my house Kay was sitting in my living room on my couch in just her bra and underwear. I tried to tell her to leave but she just wouldn't listen to me so I just ignored her whenever she would come near me or tried to talk to me. So before I went upstairs I went to the kitchen to get a bottle of water and then went upstairs to take a shower. When I walking towards the bathroom she tried to follow me into the bathroom and maybe get in the shower with me, so I ran and locked the bathroom door before she could even get near the door. When I got out of the shower I saw that she was gone so I drunk my water and watched tv, and then went to bed. But as I was drinking the water I started to feel a little dizzy and the room started spinning, and out of nowhere this silly bitch Kay popped back up and climbed on top of me rubbing all on me and shit. When I kept telling her to get off she wouldn't listen and kept telling me that she was going to 'take good care of me' and 'that everything was going to be fine.' Then I just dozed off . When I woke up my boxers were down on my ankles and there was a empty condom and some kind of date rape drug wrapper on the floor. I couldn't find the condom anywhere, but she must've put that drug stuff in my water when I was in the shower so it would be easier for her to fuck me."

"Okay what does that have to do with me having to lock all of the windows and doors in the house?" Not only was I mad that he was now telling me this six months after the fact but I was mostly mad that that bitch Kay snuck into his damn house and practically raped him.

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