Chapter Thirteen - The Email
"That's all you watch is cartoons. Big ass baby." Mia said.
"I still watch cartoons." Shayla said.
Shayla and Mia are keeping me company, since Jeremiah won't let me do anything.
"Whatever. Y'all wanna go shopping or something?" I asked.
"Girl, if Jeremiah finds out you left this house, he gon' get you." Mia said.
"He's not gon' find out." I said as I got out of bed.
"Awe, you got a baby bump already." Shayla smiled at me.
I went inside my closet. Today, I feel like being classy. I picked out a pair of cream colored slacks, a light pink blouse, and cream colored sandals. I looked through my accessories and found a gold chain and gold bracelets.
I took a quick shower and got dressed. I unwrapped my hair.
"Kristie, you look so nice." Mia said.
"So classy." Shayla agreed.
"Thanks. Y'all ready?" I grabbed my cream colored Michael Kors purse.
We went downstairs. Tommy was standing by the door.
"Tommy, would you like to drive us to the mall?" I asked in a sweet tone.
"Sure Ms Johnson." Tommy nodded. "You look beautiful by the way."
"Well, thank you darling."
Mia laughed. "You so fake."
I laughed. Tommy is from England, so he has a English accent. I try to be as proper as possible.
We got into the limo and Tommy drove off.
When we made it to the mall, the first store we went to was Belk's. My phone buzzed in my purse. I checked it. It was an email from an unfamiliar account.
Watch your back bitch. By the way, you look nice in pink and cream.
I ignored the email and put my phone back into my purse.
"What are you hoping to have?" Shayla asked.
"It doesn't matter. But I really want a boy. Jeremiah wants a girl." I told her.
"That's so sweet." Mia said.
"Kay." Shayla tapped me on the shoulder and pointed.
I turned around. Two men dressed in all black were walking towards us.
"Ms Johnson, we work for Mr Luela. He insisted on us coming. I'm Michael Turner, and this is Phillip James. We're going to need you three ladies to come with us."
"What's going on?" I asked.
"I really don't know. I'm just doin' my job. Come with us, please."
We followed behind the guards. Mia, Shayla, and I looked at each other, confuse. Two other guards met us at the door and followed behind.
They led us to a white Chevrolet Tahoe. We got into the back seat. Jeremiah was in the front seat on the driver's side.
"Shayla and Mia, Tina is waiting for y'all right across the street." he said as he drove off.
"Well, what the hell is going on?" Mia asked.
"I'll let you know later."
Jeremiah pulled up in McDonald's parking lot. Tina was waiting.
"See you later Kay." Shayla hugged me and rubbed my stomach. Her and Mia got out." Jeremiah sped off again.
"Kay, where's your phone?" he asked.
I handed him my phone. Jeremiah threw my phone out of the window.
"What was that for?"
"Don't worry bout it. You so damn hard headed. Shit I say go in one ear, and out the other." he was interrupted by the sound of his phone ringing.
"Luela... followers? Now? Damn, thanks Turner." he hung up.
Jeremiah started to speed up. He was going at least 100 mph.
I looked through the back window. "Jeremiah, there's a car speeding up behind us."
"Duck Kay!"
I laid down in the back seat. Jeremiah sped up. He started to switch lanes.
"Did we lose em?" Jeremiah asked.
I sat back up and looked. " I don't see them anymore."
Jeremiah dialed a number. "Phillip have the plane at my building in 3 minutes. " he hung up.
We pulled up in front of a huge building that had Luela Inc. on it. Jeremiah got out and opened the door for me. He grabbed my hand.
"Mr Luela, may I get a picture?" a lady dressed in all white asked.
"Not right now."
We went inside and straight to the elevator. I looked down, I was too scared to look at Jeremiah. I know he's angry with me. And I have no idea what's going on.
We got off the elevator and went up a few stairs that led us to the top of his building. There was a plane, waiting for us, I guess.
"Hello Mr Luela, Ms Johnson." Michael Turner greeted us.
"What's up. Is she all ready?" Jeremiah asked.
"Yeah, she's ready."
Jeremiah and I got onto the plane. It had three black leather couches, with red pillows, and a table in the middle of the floor.
I sat down on the love seat, irritated. Jeremiah sat down beside me.
"We're ready for take off." Mr Turner said.
Jeremiah nodded. "Kay, if you're wondering what's going on, you have someone after you. I don't know exactly who, but I'm not taking any chances. If I have to kill whoever it is my damn self. And you hard headed, so we're off to Paris, France for a week or so."
On the inside, I was excited. It's my dream to go to Paris. I felt lost, I just wanted to cry. What have I done to anybody? Am I that important? Damn.
The plane took off. I could feel my guts in my feet. I wanted to throw up. I've never ridden on a plane before.
Jeremiah's POV
I didn't mean to holler or curse at Kristie, but I was angry. I told her not to leave the house, for her safety. But she's so hard headed. Every message or email that comes to her phone, well her old phone, comes to my phone. Now, someone's after her, and I have to keep her and my babies safe. She's my baby and I love her. When I find out who it is, they're dead. I'm so angry, I don't know what to do.
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