Ultimate Sacrifice (Book 2)

Chapter 24: The Ankle Bracelet

~Princeton

I was still in my room drinking my Jack Daniels and I have my 6 pack of Hennessey. I'm getting drunk as hell and I got my joint. I ain't got no worries. I'm blasting music til the morning. I take a puff of some chronic and blow out a few rings of smoke. I see images flowing in face. I feel like I'm getting high. I feel the stress relieving me and there's not a care in this world. I take a sip of my Jack Daniels and listen to Love Me by Lil Wayne ft. Drake and Future blasting all over the room.

"Long as my bitches love me!" I slurred along to Drake's part.

I could do this all night. It's not like I'm doing anything with my life except for this celebrity life that I don't want any part of.

~Prod

We're at our MB hangout that no one knows about. We built a big treehouse and we're just sitting and chilling, thinking of a plan to get Lucky back and we're also cheering Ray up.

"Cmon Ray, man up! Man up for Lucky!" I hit his chest before drinking some root beer. 

"Well she's somewhere past the Atlantic right now so no dice." He shrugged. 

"Cmon Ray if I know Lucky, she's a fighter and she'll fight her way through this." Ej grinned. "She's probably giving that nigga a black eye right now."

"It's not Lucky I'm worried about though." He sighed. 

"Then what?", Jacob asked.

"It's the things that they're going to do to her. I can't stop it because we got school tomorrow and we can't skip cause who knows what Walter's gonna do to us if we do! I can't do nothing!" Ray said, putting his head in his hands.

"Ray, of course you can do something. You know that my girlfriend is a spiritusmancer, her and Alissa can communicate with Lucky, and she still has her phone!" I said.

"Yes!" He exclaimed. "Um.. um...we have to take at least two weeks off...."

".....So that we can plan out we're gonna do, save Lucky, and we definitely gotta move." Roc nodded furiously. 

"Right. There's too many niggas that know our address and trying to hurt our girls." Ej agreed.

"What's up with Prince though? He's doing the most. He's being a real douche." 

"That's because he punched you in the nose." I chuckled. 

"No not just that. Like when the girls were at the facility, he was giving low blows to Ray."

"Yeah what IS his problem?" Jacob asked.

"It's Jayln. Don't you ever notice his eyes?" Ray said.

"We ain't gay." We all said in unison except Ray.

"Well it's all bloodshot red." Ray chuckled. "Now that's either he's been crying or he's been smoking something you ain't supposed to smoke."

"Well, he is a hippie. He like smoking trees and hugging them." Roc joked.

We bursted out laughing.

"Man I'm serious. He has never drank alcohol or done drugs so why would he do it now? It's because of Jayln." Ray pointed.