Believe in Curious Dreamers

Rachel's House Chapter 10

Rachel: I can't believe that Quetip missin.

Cheetoe: I can't believe it either. 

Rachel: When was the last time y'all saw him?

Cheetoe: Since yesterday.

Rachel: Come on, yesterday? (shakes her head) he ain’t missin.

Cheetoe: I’m not playin Rachel, his og is worried about him, cause he never runs off nowhere without lettin her no.

Rachel: Aw man, that's just hard to believe Quetip is missin doe, cause when he gets into some stuff, he pulls himself out of it.

Cheetoe: Yeah that's cause I usually help his ass most of the time, but now, I don't know what is goin on, or what to think, cause when it's usually a problem with Quetip, he always hit me up with some shit, I know em, you know how Quetip mouth can be.

Rachel: Yeah I know, no matter how crazy and stupid Quetip is, I still will always care and love him and hope he's good.

Cheetoe: Yeah I know y'all real close and stuff, I know y'all love each other and you don't won’t nothin to happen to em.

Rachel: I love Quetip from a true friendship.

Cheetoe: Friendship?

Rachel: Yeah, friendship.

Cheetoe (nods): Real talk, real talk.

Rachel: Do you think his disappearance got something to do with a gang?

Cheetoe: That's what I'm starting to think, but my question is, who would wanna kidnap Quetip? He knows a lot of people in gangs, but he's not affiliated with them. He had beef with some gang members cause of his offensive jokes, but I don't think they would take it this far kidnapping him cause of a joke. 

Rachel: People kidnap people for anything these days, or even kill someone over some nonsense things that doesn’t make sense.

Cheetoe: Yeah you right, but let’s not think that he’s dead, I don’t wanna think that.

Rachel: Naw me neither, but those just were examples.

Cheetoe: I know, but yeah Quetip doesn’t fight, or steal. I mean he had fights with some dudes, but I always had to beat they asses up for em, cause his ass can’t fight.

Rachel: Hee hee hee, yeah I know, he just like to talk shit.

Cheetoe: Exactly, that's why that doesn't make sense to me of him gettin into something with somebody and he didn't hit me up this time, that's not like him. 

Rachel: Yeah, but things happens unexpectedly, that’s life.

Cheetoe: True.

Rachel: We don't know if it is gang-related, some pedophile or some rapist coulda kidnapped him, we don't know, it could be some random person.

Cheetoe: I can't imagine any pedophile kidnap him, and ugh, I can't even imagine some rapist raping him, I don't wanna see that shit, or even imagine it, that shit nasty as hell.

Rachel (side hand is on her mouth): Hehe, but it is possible doe, we don't know.

Cheetoe: You right, it's all possible, but I just can't imagine that doe.

Rachel: Me neither, (head upward) wait... Did you called the policemen?

Cheetoe: Yeah we did that, and they just told us to wait after 24 hours.

Rachel (bobs): Aw ok, well let's just do that, we just go have to wait.

Cheetoe: The thing is that I don't wanna wait aroun doin nothing, I wanna do somethin to find my boy, I'm not givin up on my boy.

Rachel (hugs and touches Cheetoe's hand): I know Cheetoe, you know, I always thought you were the mature one, I can see myself with someday.

Cheetoe (smiles): Yeah? You do?

Rachel (grins and rubs his hand): Yeah.

Cheetoe (pulls his hand away): Cool, but let's just focus on Quetip for now. 

Rachel (ambles back): Yeah, you right, well, wherever he is, I hope he’s good.

Cheetoe: Yeah me too. Well, all I can do now is just call his og back and tell her none of his friends saw em.

Rachel: Yeah that's the best thing to do right now, Cheetoe. 

Cheetoe: Yeah, well, ight Rachel. 

Rachel: Alright, see you, and let me know if he’s ok, imma try not to worry too much.

Cheetoe: Ight Rachel, I do that.

Rachel: Ok.

(Cheetoe dials back Mrs. Johansin)

Mrs. Johansin: Hello?

Cheetoe: Yeah Mrs. Johansin, I contacted all his friends, and some of em said they haven't seen him since last week or last month. Quetip has a lot of other associates, but I don't have they numbers, the police go have to check in with them.

Mrs. Johansin: Ok, well, you did what you can, and I thank you for that baby.

Cheetoe: Yes Mam.

Mrs. Johansin: So, I guess all we can do today is just wait until we hear somethin and just let the police take it from here. 

Cheetoe: Yeah, but I'm still not givin up finding my boy.

Mrs. Johansin: I know Cheetoe, but don’t get to carry away with it, cause the police won't like that, they always want us to just be patient and let them do they jobs.

Cheetoe: Yeah I know Mrs. Johansin, I understand.

Mrs. Johansin: I know you really want to help my baby, your best friend, but let’s just wait for a miracle to happen, God wants us to be patient, where ever he is, God is protecting his mind, body, and soul, God has him, not the criminals who took him, he's in God's hands, believe in that always, Cheetoe.

Cheetoe: Yes mam, I agree, I will always believe in that.

Mrs. Johansin: Okay baby, but if you hear anything, please let me know.

Cheetoe: I will, Mrs. Johansin, You can count on that. 

Mrs. Johansin: Alright baby, goodbye.

Cheetoe: Goodbye Mrs. Johansin.