It's three days into the mission meaning, having to get closer to Ricky. You have no idea how hard that is. I have to be stuck with him twenty-four-seven but for some reason when it comes to him going to Dragon's house, he doesn't want me to go with him.
Thankfully, Corey has been stuck with me throughout it all, since he's my 'guard' now. Diablo and I have not talked at all. He's only been talking to Corey and tells him that he wants me to forget it and go to plan B. Plan B is to attack, to have Ricky killed, but then it would result into more chaos, and we won't know where Dragon and his family will attack us from. We have to stick to plan A at all cost.
Who I'm also worried about is Daniel, and he's been contacting Corey just asking how I'm doing. It kills me to think about how concerned he is for me. I pray he doesn't think about popping up here to confront Ricky.
Anyways currently I am in the trap doing my usual task by myself in the room. I'm not living the happiest time of my life, but I am enjoying my alone time in this room doing my job and listening to oldies.
Ricky is downstairs with the homies dealing splitting money for funerals for our homies families. When I say Phoenix crime and death rates raised, I mean it. It is not safe for anyone to be out late at night because of this war Ricky started.
I was doing my thing when the door opens, and Corey comes in.
"What happened?" I ask him lowering the volume to my speaker.
He hisses at me to be quiet. "Ricky is about to go to Dragon's. Go and try to convince him to take you with him. He's in the back smoking a blunt."
I take a moment to respond as memories begin to come back. That's where he first put his hands on me and honestly, I'm afraid that he snaps on me again.
"I got your back," Corey tells me as he gives my shoulder a gentle squeeze.
I nod.
I walk to the back of the house near the kitchen area and see him through the glass door smoking.
I stand there studying him for a minute feeling hesitant to go out there, but he turns around and sees me.
He smirks and signals me to go.
I put on my fake smile and step outside.
"Hey," I said then reach for a kiss.
He kisses me back. "Sup? You need something?"
"I was going to ask you if you wanted to go out to eat? I'm hungry," I lied.
He raises his eyebrow and tries hiding his smile. This guy is definitely attractive, but on the inside, he is fucking evil. All his beauty is a cover up to his sick mind. It's kinda freaky really.
"You were going to ask me? Why not anymore?"
I fake laugh at his dumb joke. "Babe, come on, stop playing, you know what I meant. Let's go out to eat, please?"
He nods, "all right but first I have to get a change of clothes then take a shower at my house. I'll come to pick you up after."
He flicked bud off his fingers then begins to leave, but I stop him. There's no way he can say no to me.
"Why can't I go with you?" I ask.
"Because I don't what you too!" He snaps beginning to lose his patience.
I huff then turn my back to him. "I thought you were going to change but its obvious I was wrong."
He takes a moment to respond. Honestly, I was just waiting for him to sock me from behind but instead I feel him wrap his arms around me.
