A Mindless Murder

Chapter 12

Carlen's POV

Everybody was speechless. I was speechless, the whole bus was quiet. Everybody wanted to know what was going on. Ray sat on the bus floor with his head hung low, not even able to look at us. We didn't know what to say. So much information was being packed into our heads at one time, everyone was confused and helpless. I close my eyes and look away fighting tears, I didn't know what to think about any of these boys at this point! I've always wanted to know what these boys were like off stage, now I know they're nothing but no good-drug smuggling murderers!

"Ray what the fuck!" Prince yells.

"Oh my god." Cassie says as she slaps her hand across her forehead and closes her eyes at the sight.

"It's bad I know!" Ray yells in his own defense.

"Bad!?" Roc shouts. "Bad!? Are you sniffin this stuff boy?! This is crazy!" Roc was so angry he could barely get his words out. "-what were you thinkin?! What were, what were WE thinking?!"

"Roc." Blake whispers. Roc turns around to look her and immediately calms down. "Stop, please." She whispers again, fighting back tears.

"-okay." Prod interrupts. "We need to know what going on."

There's was about 2 minutes of silence. Ray starts to gather the money and the drugs and stack it back in the bags.

"I took it." Ray blurts out. All of a sudden everyone's eyes were on him.

"-he was coming after my father! I had to get it away!"

"Ray! What's wrong with you?!" Prince yells. "You had us thinking he was after us because of the deal we made with your father! Why didn't you tell us he was in trouble?"

"Wait, what deal?" Janice asks curiously.

The whole bus returned to the awkward silence.

"What deal?!" Janice repeats, this time loud enough to catch everyone attention.

"Forget it was said." Prod says coldly, not even looking at Janice.

"No!" Blake yells. "You guys are on the run, now we're on the run with you, we didn't ask to be dragged into your mess! We deserve to know everything!"

"Calm yourself princess." Cassie interrupts. "It best we don't know anything, the more we know the more trouble comes our way."

"-and what do you know?" Janice questions Cassie coldly.

Cassie shoots Janice a cold terrifying look.

"I know way more than you think." Cassie says as she turns her head toward Prince too.

Something was going on, but I wasn't going to acknowledge it. There was already a lot going on. I just wanted to go home now. The tension on the bus was heavy. I needed to break the cold, sharp silence.

"So, where does that leave us now?" I ask. Suddenly all eyes turned toward me. My shoulder was throbbing in pain, but I didn't care. Getting shot in the shoulder was probably light compared to the dangerous road that was lying ahead of us.

"We need to go somewhere safe." Prod says in his usual snobby cold voice.

"Clothes? Food?" Janice asks.

"Covered." Prod states quickly. "Right now we just need to get as far away from Cameron as possible."

Cassie walks over to Prod and sits on his lap. Ray takes the bags and stuffs then back into the little closet.

"So what are we going to do with that shit." Roc asks rudely. "Cameron is after the drugs and the money right? Why don't we just give it back?"

Everyone looks up at Roc, the idea sounded great. I mean, if Cameron was after what was in the bags why don't we just let him have it?