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Aloura's POV:

Abel's been gone all night and I'm honestly worried as fuck

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Abel's been gone all night and I'm honestly worried as fuck. If he goes somewhere he usually texts or calls or at least opens my texts so I know he's alive but no, nothing.

I'm here worried sick. I've been pacing around our condo for so long that I'm basically perspiring.

I swear when he comes home he better have a good ass reason for being MIA for so long because I honestly can't deal with all him bullshit right now.

I pull out my phone and call him again and it rings till voicemail, I swear to God if this boy is ignoring all my calls.

I decide to ring up Cash because if I can't find Abel he's usually out with his friends. I pause before pressing the call button because I've called Cash so many times already to see if he was with Abel and everyone of those times he said no. But it wouldn't hurt to call again right?

I press the call button and on the second ring he picks up, "I still haven't seen him Aloura." Cash says irritatedly, and I can already tell he's rolling his eyes.

"Sorry, I just... I just wanted to make sure. Cash I don't know where he is, he could be in trouble."

"He's a big boy Aloura, I'm sure he's just smoked one too many blunts or drank one too many cups and is sleeping off somewhere."

"But where though? Because he's not with any of you guys."

"I don't know." He sighs into the phone and I just feel like crying.

Abel is probably at some bitches house nutting on her back or something and I'm here stressing over him.

He acts like he doesn't even give a shit about me lately. Makes we wonder if he actually loves me all the times he says he does.

"He's probably with another friend." Cash tries to cover but I already know better than to believe that.

"Yeah, probably."

"Look if he doesn't come home by tonight just call me and then we'll seriously look for him, yeah?"

"Yeah. Thanks." I say with a sniff.

"It's going to be okay."

I roll my eyes and wipe a tear, it's not going to be fucking okay because Abel is an unpopular motherfucker and I'm just about done with his ass.

"Talk to you later Cash."

"Bye."

I hang up and I put my phone into the back pocket of my jeans and groan. I can't fucking relax when I know Abel is out there in possible danger.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 12, 2017 ⏰

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