A Day For Tomorrow

Chapter Nine

From: Lolli
I made a mistake

From: Lolli
I'm stuck in the 7/11

From: Lolli
I can see those guys across the street... waiting for me

From: Lolli
My car is 2 blocks away.

From: Lolli
Help...

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I groan as a wake, the usual pain annoying me instantly. I turn over and peak my eyes open, smiling when I see Ricky peacefully sleeping still. I lean in and kiss his forehead lightly, turning over again and getting out of bed. My phone isn't on the table here. I must've left it in the main room. I leave my room and move to the couch, not seeing it on the floor where I was seated last night.

"What the hell?" I mumble out, rubbing my eyes. I look around the room tiredly, spotting the bastard on the counter in the kitchen. "There you are, little cunt." I mutter at the inanimate object. Picking it up, I notice a series of messages from Sam, ranging from 1:07am to 1:11am. I open them and my stomach flips. I instantly call him, but it goes straight to voicemail. "Fuck! Fuck!" I call Angie.

"Hey?" She answers tiredly.

"Sam's in trouble! I-I think, he messaged the groupchat at one in the morning about those fucking goons eyeing him like prey. His phone is off, I tried calling him! Angie this is bad. This is really bad." I spill out quickly.

"You've got to be kidding me. Please be joking you fucking asshole." She growls.

"Angie I'm scared." I say, voice wavering. I suddenly can't see through my eyes as they fill with salty water, the kind I've grown familiar with.

"Stay in your fucking apartment, both of you. I'm going to head to his place." She says orderly and hangs up. I set my phone down and lean over the counter, using my arms as weak support beams. Tears fall onto the fake wooden surface, but I can't sob.

"Sam you better be ok. You fucking better be ok." I demand, collapsing onto the counter and sniffling. I don't know how long I was like that before my phone goes off again. I answer, and before I can speak,

"He's not fucking home. You better not be joking, Jerky. I swear to fucking god if you are I'll kick your ass!" She threatens. I can't even force words out of my closing throat, the only sound being a sniffle. "Are you...? Are you crying?" She asks, voice softening. "Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!!" The line goes dead and I let the phone drop from my hand, the case getting wet from my tears on the counter.

"Is everything ok?" I hear Rickys small voice, concern consuming each word.

"Y-yeah. Everything's f-fine." I whisper out, my voice betraying me.

"W-whats wrong?" He asks, creeping closer to me. I can't make myself answer him. I can't lie to him, but the truth is so harsh. I feel his presence next to me, my body jumping when his small hand rests on my back. "Is Sam ok?" He asks more.

"I-... I don't know." I respond weakly. He doesn't say anything back, and silence consumes the room quickly. I stand up straight and sigh out, wiping my face dry. "Stay here." I command and grab my phone.

"What? Where are you going?" I find clothes and pull my shoes on.

"Stay here." I repeat.

"Luci, what-"

"I said stay here!" I shout, finally looking at him. He jumps at my loud voice, eyes wide. I know I must've scared him, but I don't have time for this shit right now. I swiftly leave the apartment and take to the streets, heading right for the city. It's noonish now, I should be ok.