STAY HIGH | Zion Kuwonu

𝔖ℑ𝔛𝔗𝔈𝔈𝔑✔️

I turn my body into a more comfortable position for the 100th time tonight. I can't help it, I move a lot in my sleep.

"Angel, stop turning." Zion mumbles with his eyes still closed.

Currently my back was pressed up to his chest and he was spooning me with one of his arms lazily over my hip. Overall, we dead ass looked like a couple.

I turn my hips again just to annoy him, making him grip my hip with a little force. I wiggle my hip to get his hand off me but he just pulls me into his chest and drapes his whole arm over my torso, locking me in.

I didn't notice before but his stomach was touching my back meaning he took off his shirt in the middle of the night too. Obviously I was still wearing my sports bra.

I was dozing off again as I glanced at his clock on the TV. 6:11 am. Damn he's so warm, I love sleeping with him.

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Still asleep, I hear the door being kicked open and a bunch of footsteps walk in, making my eyes start to flutter open slowly.

"Wake up bitc- OH shit sorry!!" I hear some one say making my eyes really open and I see all the guys run out laughing.

This looks fucking bad. Me sleeping inna bra and Zion shirtless while I'm all cuddled against him. Didn't I say I was not going to get involved because of my theory of Sammy liking Zion? Well then if I did... that's in the trash... my bad.

I turned to Zion and lightly slapped his face, and sitting up.

"Zion wake the fuck up." I tell him urgently making him groan and I take that as a que to continue.

"The guys just walked in and this looks bad.." I tell him.

"It doesn't matter Angel, stop trippin." He said in his deep raspy morning voice. Did I mention that he was hot?

He snaked his arm around my waist making me erupt in goosebumps, because of the skin to skin contact, and pulled me back down to lay with him again.

"By the way I like 'sleepovers' with you, so we have to do this often." He told me, putting his face in my hair.

"Agreed." I tell him with my face in his chest.

My phone started ringing from Zion's table nest to his bed.

Incoming call from Oscar 🔫🥵
Accept | Decline

I glanced at the screen quickly and just let it ring through while mentally making a note to text him later.

Incoming call from Oscar 🔫🥵
Accept | Decline

Something has to be wrong because he never calls twice.

"W-"

"Where are you at?" His deep voice cut me off.

"Where you dropped off to me last." I sum up.

"One of the homies got shot." He says sharply making me jolt straight up, with Zion following me with a confused face.

I threw the blankets off my legs and climbed over Zion and start putting on my shirt and changing my pants in front of him. I didn't care, I had fear and adrenaline running through my whole body.

I put the phone on speaker because I needed 2 hands to put on jeans.

"Where are you?" I tell him but I don't even recognize my own voice. This, this was my gang, these were my homies. I grew up with them. I did stupid shit with them. I've been through shit with them.

"Julio's house but park at Ms.Plateo's house and hop her back fence, there's already too many cars out front, imma tell the homies to move 'em right now." He tells me seriously making Zion give me a questioning look but I ignore his stare.

"Do you need me to bring anything?" I ask him.

"Yourself, your the only one who could stitch him up, he only trust you because you've done it before." He explained.

"Who is it?!" I finally asked.

"Joseph." He says in a calm voice, yet I know he is anything but.

My knees buckle but I keep my head up. He's strong. He's done it before and he could do it again.

"Also," He continues making me look at my phone, "Linda got a green light on her."

My world stopped spinning and my mind ran 3,000,000 miles per hour playing memories of me and Linda when we were just babies. Our moms are best friends and had us both only a year apart, her being older. We only lived a block away making us both best friends. High school made us affiliated with the gang in Compton but we weren't in-in on the gang, but all the cholos knew we were ride or die for them, as they were for us.

"I-I... don't fucking go anywhere!" I screamed, I felt my eyes getting tearful and I knew Zion was watching me, he needed to see the real me if I liked him.

"Who fucking put the green light on her?!" I asked angry that this is happening and sad that it's Linda. I saw Zion lower his head, either he was uncomfortable or he felt bad for me.

"Ricardo from North-Side." He told me with distaste.

"Kill him." I demanded, Zions head snapped up and he looked at me like he never even knew me but I couldn't look at him.

"Consider it done. I got Jose and Adolfo on his block with the Draco's. If they don't get him by tomorrow, there's gunna be a drive-by happening." Oscar told me and I could already imagine the scene, and I shook the Angel off my shoulder, how ironic.

"I'm coming, put pressure on the bullet wound and keep him awake." I say and look around for my keys hurriedly. Fuck I think they're downstairs. I hang up the phone and and do a quick 360 to make sure I didn't forget anything but I end up making eye contact with Zion.

"Who the fuck was that?" Zion asked confused.

"Oscar." I say without looking at his eyes.

"What the fuck is a green light?" He questions and I could see him tryna put 2 and 2 together in his head.

"When someone puts a green light on your head, it means they're out to kill you. It means.... it means your dead the next time they see you.." I say tearing up again thinking about Linda.

He flinched as is he was about to reach out to hug me but he changed his mind.

"So who are you to be ordering him- them to kill somebody?" He raised his voice at me. I think he was hurt and confused to why I would even do that.

"Kill or get killed." I whispered harshly.

"What the fuck are you talking about Angel?" He yelled making me furrow my eyebrows at him.

"You don't fucking understand!" I yelled back.

"I don't fucking have time for this." I say more to my self and storm out of his room and practically run down stairs.

I quickly walk into the kitchen and snatch my keys and fast walk outside, hearing Zion come down the stairs after me. From the corner of my eyes I see all the guys sitting on the couch awkwardly staring at us, making me realize they probably heard us screaming.

"Angel!" Zion calls for me but I'm already running outside.

"I'll call you later Z." I tell him to let him know I'm not mad at him, I don't expect him to understand.

I quickly sped off the driveway while he watched me.