CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
I watched over my shoulder as we crept up to the window. “You sure ain’t nobody here?”
Apple smacked her lips as she shoved me closer. I cut my eyes at her. “Girl, don’t put your fucking hands on me.”
“I told you they are all at Hoodoo’s. Now come on before he texts you to meet.”
Apple decided that sneaking into this nigga’s place to try to find something was a good idea.
My mind was kind of all over the place. The idea of crossing soon and Samara not calling me back had me all fucked up.
She hadn’t been anywhere because the tracker showed she was still at Chev’s.
I knew we weren’t back together, but damn.
I focused on the window, popped the screen, and lifted it wide enough to squeeze in. I turned to Apple.
“Come on,” I whispered.
I hiked her up enough for her to reach the window and squeeze inside.
Once she was in, she reached out for my hand.
I went to jump up but stopped. First, the shit reminded me of what went down with Esteban back in New York, and second, what was the point of this when the nigga was a dead man walking anyway?
Apple glanced down at me. “Are you coming or what?”
I looked up at her. “Man, I’m not doing this shit. Something ain’t right,” I told her.
She smacked her lips. “Fine. I’ll do it myself.”
“I’m out,” I told her.
She waved me off before disappearing into Jesaiah’s crib.
I pulled my hoodie down and jogged away.
What I wanted to do to that nigga didn’t call for snooping around.
My mind was already manic; I didn’t need to add fuel to the fire.
I needed to try to save any piece of humanity I had left.
I hoped Apple got whatever she was looking for, but I couldn’t be the nigga to be by her side.
Shit, where I should have been was by Mars’ side, but I chose Chi Kappa Chi.
My relationship was strained because of it, and I wasn’t doing anything that could have potentially resulted in me fucking up my chances of seeing this shit through.
By the time I reached campus, it had started raining. I was trying to quickly jog back to my room when I saw Brian calling out to me.
“The Dead Zone!” he shouted.
“Fuck!”
I ran back to the parking lot, unlocked my car, and got in. Moments later, Brian came over, tapping on the window before opening the door and getting in.
“Where is everyone else?” I asked.
He pulled the hoodie off his head. “At the Dead Zone. I waited for you. But check this out.”
Brian pulled out his phone to show me a fucking video of Anika and me going back and forth. I laughed. “She tried it,” I mumbled.
“Yeah, but the video has no sound, so anyone who watches it might think you’re engaging with a woman while you're on the line. This is a bad look.”
I became pissed. Then I thought about Samara. Is that why she called me? I banged on the steering wheel. “Fuck! Who sent you that? Where did you get it from?”
He shrugged. “It was a little website created. A bunch of people are on there.”
I didn’t give a fuck about anybody else. All I cared about was me and what that shit looked like. I knew if he had this, then so did Mars.
I started my car and took off. I tried calling her as I made my way to the Dead Zone, but she didn’t answer.
I knew once I was done with this, calling her again would be the first thing I’d do.
I found it odd that they were meeting at the Dean Zone when Apple said they were Hoodoo’s.
I hoped like hell she got what she needed and got the fuck out of there.
Maybe it was a good thing we were meeting up because it would allot her more time to do what she needed.
When I pulled up, we hopped out and jogged further into the woods, only to see one of the bruhs’ cars’ headlights beaming on the rest of the guys who stood there in the rain.
“Fuck!” I muttered.
Without excuses, Brian and I quickly rushed over and got in formation.
Of course, with us being late, it was an automatic fifty push-ups.
Doing push-ups in the mud while it was raining was treacherous.
Once we were done, I noticed someone was missing.
Thick Neck wasn’t here. The bruhs made us run the show routine in the rain, all while I was hoping that Apple got her ass out of Dean Thick Neck’s crib.
If not, shit was about to be like a bad science project.
If he caught her, he was going to eat her ass up like acid, just as Samara was going to do to me if she saw that video.