Are You Sure You Wanna Ride

Pretty Petals

India's P.O.V

"Are you the family and friends of Moni Vasquez?"

The doctor walked into the waiting room greeting us.

We all stood up.

"Yes." We all answered.

"Well Moni is doing just fine who are the parents of ms Vasquez?"

Ms. Christy walked towards the doctor.

"I'm her mother but her father has been missing these passed few days"

!FLASHBACK!

""Look Bernie I'm going to ask you one more time, Where is my money!?" You'd think he'd tell me by now since he was all covered in his own blood from being beat with a pole.

He looked up at me and spit some teeth out.

"Maybe your wife and kids know where my money is, ill just have to pay them a visit later on tonight shall i?"

"No don't touch my family, i know where you money is."

I smirk.

"OK, where?" I say squatting down to become face to face with him.

"Melina Gonzales has it" I nod my head.

Melina Gonzales is a black widow. A Mexican Mafia gang that everyone is scared of. But not India Hernandez!

I stand up twirl my finger in a circle meaning to get rid of Bernie.

I walk out of the dark black room and into the main area of the ware house.

!FLASHBACK END!

Yes i killed Bernie Vasquez.

Yes i know that's my best-friends father, but still.

He owed me my money.

I looked at Ms.Christy's face and could tell she missed her husband so, but she has to understand , if i loan you money, you need to give it back to me.

Point blank period. You don't give my money to someone else. Tf you thought this was?

Everyday i feel more and more guilty because i know how close my best-friend and her father was.

He just owed me my money.

Raheem P.O.V

I was sitting in English when the police officers barged in our class room doors.

"We need to see India Hernandez, Moni Vasquez, and Raheem Shepard."

I got out of my seat and picked up my things.

I walked out of the class room doors.

"Um yes officers?"

There were two officers, one black and one white. They both looked like they had been working at the police station for some years now. They looked to be about in there late 30's.

" You are under arrest for the shooting of Moni Vasquez." The black officer walked behind me and handcuffed me.

"Wait what?" I asked in confusion.

"You will be taken downtown for questioning."

India's P.O.V

A couple of officers walked into the lobby quickly and at a fast pace.

A black officer that looked like they were in their late 30's.

"India Hernandez you are under arrest for the shooting of Moni Vasquez."

"What!" I asked confused as the officer hand cuffed me.

"Officer there must be some mistake." Ms. Christy says walking towards us.

"No mistake ma'am were just taking her in for questioning." The officer said.

We soon walk out of the waiting room and outside towards the police car.

He opens the door and i see the boy from the partying sitting by the window hand cuffed also.

I got in the car and sat by the other window.

The other officer then closes the door.

"Why you in here rudeness." I ask turning to face him .

"That's not my name princess." He spat at me.

"Well my fault what's your name?"

He turned and looked at me. God his lips were so plump and perfect.

"Raheem." He licked his lips.

"Raheem Shepard." He says turning his head and continuing to look outside.

His voice was so perfect and his southern accent made him even more perfect.

" Well Im India, India Hernandez." I say smiling.

He looked at me for a quick sec. And then turned back to the window.

" I know who you are Ma, Im the boy you wasted lean on." He says chuckling.

Oh yeah, that was him.
I turn back towards the window and began thinking of who could've shot Moni.

"Look I didn't shoot Moni.". He then says to me.

"I know you didn't , but I know who did." I then say to him.