𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍.

22

I know I've been updating back to back, but after this chapter, it's going to be a little more slow, considering I'm close to ending the book and want some of you guys to catch up.. I also want to make y'all curious as to what's going to happen and raise the suspense. I appreciate all that have been supporting me throughout me writing this book. Continue commenting, voting, and sharing. ❤️

It's been three whole days since Shawn had seen Moni. He went up and down the neighborhood, into nearby stores that they frequently visited, and even to friends' houses, asking about her. But they all didn't see her or knew where she was at.

Shawn didn't even go back home. He was on the road frequently and slept in his car. He wasn't going to give up looking for his girlfriend that easy.

He turned the key, igniting the engine and started to go into the direction of Rick's baby momma's house. Maybe Rick had an idea of where she was at.

20 minutes later, Shawn arrived at his crib. He parked on the curb then hopped out of his car. As he made it towards the front door, instantly, he could hear Rick and Kit having a screaming match inside the house. He hesitated, but then he pounded on the door.

"Who knocking on my door like the police?" Kit yelled from inside. Standing on her tip toes, she looked through the peephole and saw a disheveled looking Shawn. She opened the door and studied his appearance.

"I need to speak to Rick," Shawn told her, but before she could reply, he went in the house and brushed passed her.

Kit smacked her lips and rolled her eyes. "You stupid hood niggas don't have no manners."

"Kit the fuck you talking about now?" Rick questioned as he appeared with a beer in his hand. He noticed Shawn and immediately gave him some dap.

"Yo, what's up Blizzy?" He greeted, happy that his homeboy came by. He was tired of being in Kit's presence and wanted different company.

"It's an emergency bro," Shawn started to say. "Let's go somewhere else and speak about it."

Noticing the look of concern on Shawn's face, Rick nodded his head and led him to the little office he had. Shawn took a seat on the wooden chair that was seated in front of the desk and Rick sat on top of it.

"What's up bro?" He asked, wanting to know what was wrong with him. He took a sip from his beer before he continued. "Is everything alright?"

"Nah," Shawn said weakly. "I haven't seen Moni in three days."

Rick spit his beer out in disbelief, almost choking in the process. "Nigga what?"

"I'm serious bruh," He continued, scratching his head. "We had an argument and shorty left the crib and ever since, I haven't seen her. She don't even got a car and she ain't leave with her phone which is why I'm extremely worried."

Rick placed one hand over his forehead and sat his beer down. "You don't got any idea where she could be?"

"That's why I came to yo' ass," Shawn told him, raising a brow. "Do you got any idea where she could be?"

Rick scratched his chin. He began to think about where she could possibly be or what could've happened, then the incident with the park drive-by popped up in his thoughts. There was a possibility that J Bandz could've been behind her disappearance.

"What about that nigga J Bandz?" Rick suggested. "He came after Jah and that nigga close to you, well us. Who's to say that he ain't come after Moni cause she's way more close to you?"