Chapter 22

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"Raey"

You would've sworn it was race against time. The way Kiya was driving, I was scared for our life that we would end up crashing or getting in to an accident.

Niya sat in the backseat confused as ever. She held on to the seats, still asking loads of questions.

"So, any one going to answer my questions now? At least one of them." Niya scoffed.

I looked up from my phone, noticing we were at this building. Kiya looked at me and I looked at her.

We were following that chick Jayla but, lost her for a split second. Once we find her again, she lead us here to this building.

"Should we tell her?" I spoke.

Kiya looked back at her twin and chuckled. Niya was known for that big ass mouth and couldn't really keep a secret. "If she can handle it" Kiya said, "I'm about to go check this out, I'll be back." She opened the door, getting out.

"What the fuck is going on?" Niya spoke hoarsely.

I looked back at her and deeply let out a sigh.

"Well, its a lot and remember the notes back in New Orleans. Then, there was a break in at Kiya's store two months ago. Next, their big move to LA after Elle's birth, and the stalkers following us. Now, Kiya told me that they got a mysterious  package on their doorstep and August suffered some injuries from getting jumped, along with the guys. Now, to make it a little worse, son of a bitch ass Drew popping up in LA." I told Niya in a mouthful.

She looked so speechless, "You gotta be kidding me, right?"

"No." I shook my head.

"All this connected in some way?"

"Yeah, that's why we was following that Jayla bitch. She's a part of it somehow."

Niya shook her head as Kiya walked back over to the car. Kiya held this look I couldn't even tell if it was good or bad.

"Well, I think this was a dead end but, I did find these." She held up a phone, a small bookbag and what looked like a woman's wig thrown together. You couldn't tell it was a wig by how badly it was made. I mean like, if you gonna stalk somebody, at least have a bombass wig on and not look like some trailer park trash with a fucked up wig.

"Let me see that disaster of a wig!" Niya reached up front, grabbing it from Kiya.

"What's in the bag?" I asked.

"I don't know, Rae" Kiya handed it to me. Grabbing it, I took the liberty of looking inside. Very astonished, I pulled out four different types of weapons, a mask, some tape and photos of Kiya, Arielle and August.

Looking from the items in my lap to the road, I thought long and hard about what the fuck was truly going on.

"What's that?" Niya gasped loud as fuck.

"Girllll, that's my ears..."

"Somebody trying to hurt y'all foreal!"

Staring at Kiya, she held this look that she once had before. It scared the fuck out of me to think about  what she thinking.

I'm truly scared of what my best friend might end up doing again....

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 23, 2018 ⏰

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