STONE'S DIARY

Chapter 33.)

"Excuse me?" Renae said as she blinked her eyes more times than she could count.

"Watch out," King mumbled tapping Renae.

Getting up, she watched as he walked out of the room and was expecting the door to slam but instead, he left it open.

"I knew it," Reign cried.

          "I swear I didn't know... it just happened!"

          "Calm down baby girl... ho—" Renae's sentence was cut short by King coming back inside with a suitcase.

          "Hang up tha' phone,"

          "Daddy," she croaked.

          "Hang up tha' phone Renae," he repeated.

         "I'm not hanging up on her, I'm talking to h—"

          "HANG UP THA' FUCKING PHONE!"

           "WHO YOU YELLING AT?! HELL WRONG WITH YOU!" She snapped pushing him back when he tried to take the phone.

          "What tha' fuck we gon' do for her ova' tha' damn phone huh? Sit your lil ass down cuz you ain't scaring nobody. Ray, we're coming," before Renae could say anything the call ended and Reign sat there staring at her phone screen nervously as her heart begged her to tear it out.

         She was so scared, she got rid of her guilt but now she felt helpless.

        No matter how old she was, King always made her feel like a little girl and she hated that she felt like she had just betrayed him in the worst way possible.

        She wasn't sure if he meant they were coming to curse her out of kill Shawn or talk.

She was confused, terrified... prettified was the better term for it. She just knew if they showed up and the first sign of attack in King's eyes would make her jump off the roof.

Knowing her father, she didn't even know if she would even make it that far unless he was the one pushing her.

Someone shoot me, she groaned laying her head down and just shook it as she repeatedly cussed herself out.

        Why did you open your big mouth?

         Just couldn't hold it in anymore, could you?

         Now Shawn's gonna hate you... congratulations, you played yourself.

Some stuff is better left unheard... like you.

You really love screwing things up huh?

Why'd you have to go and put your foot in your mouth?

All you had to do was hold off just a little longer, now look at ya.

          Trying to ignore her self doubts, she shook her head lifting her head just as her phone started ringing and she groaned picking it up.

         Seeing that it was Shawn calling, her heart dropped to the pit of her stomach as her mouth became dry as cotton.

         I'm fucking screwed.

Don't answer

Answer

Do— bitch answer!

         "H-hello?"

          "I'm outside baby, come on,"

          "I'm sorry Shawn... I should've w—"