Story Part - 32

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Micah Mahinay

Speeding down the highway at 80 mph, I called Rorrey's dumbass, hoping he would pick up. I'm sure he'll be pleased to know I've possibly killed his sister. Maybe then I could make a compromise with him and bring Lani back home, even if it means sacrificing my own freedom. I mean, I got myself into this situation, so I gotta face the consequences... I also have to face the consequences of the possibility that...

That you killed your closest friends?

Yeah... I sighed. Why did I have to throw that grenade in there, knowing people so close to me could possibly die from me if they didn't escape fast enough-

"Hello."

"Rorrey."

"Whet bitch."

"Ouch... really?... was that really necessary?"

"Ya interrupting me."

"From what?"

"Playing with Lani." He bluntly stated, I could tell he was smirking. The bastard.

"You're fucking sick.. listen, where are you?" I asked, pulling over to the side of the road.

"Fucķ ya wanna know for? So ya come take her from me?"

"No.. I'd rather make a compromise, but I wanna be face-to-face."

"Ha, nah. I'm keeping her. No compromises." Fuck. Okay... I gotta think fast... I began locating his phone through the phone call, already knowing he would be too difficult for my patience.

"What if I told you that... I may have killed your sister?" I asked, pulling off... it was quiet for a moment after I spoke. I was about to say "hello", but he responded.

"You serious?"

"Yup." There was another pause.

"Hmm.. good for ya. Still not telling you though."

"Are you fucking serious? Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

"Yeah, and now dat it's done, I can live in peace. Thanks Noodle." And with that, he hung up. That's okay... because I still have his location.

Watch your back Rorrey...

Kehlani Ashley Parrish

"Nigga moooove." I dragged out. I don't know how long it's been, or how long it's gonna take for Robyn to get here, but ima need for her to hurry up, because I don't know how many drugs my system can take before I'm really gone.. hell, I refuse to watch social media and stay updated about life, because my heart will break if I see something about me since I've been gone....

Fuck, I gave myself a headache...

Thanks to Rorrey, I only have half the sense I should from them damn drugs, but thanks to Robz's training, this isn't having the most of the effect that it should. I'm just making it seem like it is for her dumbass brother, who refuses to stop fucking touching me.

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