The Worst ( Urban )

Chapter - 8

When I woke up I was balled up into Travis's chest and my head hurted like hell. I sat up in the bed looking at myself through the mirror across from me on the dresser. Runny mascara stains on my face from my tears and I can barely remember everything that happened last night. Travis shifted in his sleep before opening his eyes and looking at me.

Travis: What's wrong? You good?

He said before wiping sleep from his eyes and sitting up. I shook my head at him.

Drea: My head hurts like hell, I'm still in cloths from last night, I can barely remember shit but by the looks of my face and your shirt I've been crying.

Travis: I know Drea but you'll be alright...

He let out a sigh before kissing my forehead and getting out of the bed to leave the room.

I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and charged it up noticing it was dead and started the shower. I walked to the dresser and grabbed my under garments when my phone started going off uncontrollably I guess it had, had enough charge and turned it self on. I went over to it to see numerous texts coming in and I had a bunch if missed calls before I could read and respond to any of em Travis walked back in my room. He took his phone from his ear and handed it to me. I took it and put it to my ear.

Drea: Hello?

Chris: What's up D how you feeling? Travis told me about yo boy...

At that moment that's when it all came back... From when I had just finished getting dressed and was waiting for Seven then Quan called telling me Seven was... Dead, I remember calling Kyaa and telling her he was gone before I broke down again and Travis took the phone from me and hung up before climbing in bed with me and letting me cry in his chest while he held me. I swear Travis and I relationship may not have went as planned but when I need him he's always here. He came and sat by me wiping my tears after noticing I was crying.

Drea: I'm fine ... So what's going on with the case?

I said lying through my teeth, then trying to change the subject.

Chris: You not fine and I know it Presley so don't hold that shit in! My godson don't need that it ain't good for him...

I hate when Chris calls me by my first name, he only does that when he's mad at me or very serious.

Drea: I'm Trying but, Sevens gone and you locked up the worst shit that could ever happen to me is happening!

Chris: I know but don't worry bout me I'm good bestfriend fasho and plus you got Travis there you know he not gone let you go through that alone he love you too much!

Drea: I know I'm trying but without seven it's just hard like it's unrealistic I was suppose to marry him, he can't even met his son Chris and that's fucked up I just can't nevermind ,but I sent Niño the money for your bail --

Chris: I know Drea he told me but it's back in yo account plus a lil more, I don't need bail I got that and plus being charged with a murder then having yo bail set that already make you look guilty so imma just ride this and beat it I know I ain't kill Kyaa ole man so shidd I'm straight but I love you baby girl keep ya head up iight? I'm be outta here in no time and come see you, you just gotta be strong for now ok?

Drea: Yea Chris and I love you too...

I wiped my face again then passed Travis back his phone, to try and avoid another break down I hopped in the shower. As soon as I got in, there was no holding back I just let the tears flow.... There goes my trying not to cry but I couldn't help it. I guess Travis heard me crying cause he came in the bathroom. He cut off the shower and grabbed a large plush towel before wrapping it around my body and pulling me into his chest and letting me cry. Seven was the only thing on my mind.