Page 14 of We Could Be Better

Chapter Fourteen

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I was fucked up because Kyra really did fault me for Dreka disappearing act. She was straight ignoring me chick got her number changed in everything, but I wasn’t about to sweat her ass. I have a lot of fucking options and I right now I had Bella dusty ass in the front seat of my whip giving me head. Crazy Right? I know but look I have needs and Kyra wasn’t speaking to me plus she wasn’t giving me any. I had to get it from somewhere and Bella was a beast with head. She wasn’t Kyra and couldn’t hold a candle to her on her bad day, but she’ll was straight. I wasn’t trying to slide up in her guts tonight though; I still wanted to kill her ass for stabbing me.

After that stunt Dreka pulled my mama called Keem saying that Dreka dropped Ryder off and just left. She aint call to check on him yet and it’s been over a week. I didn’t know what kind of shit Dreka was on, but she was fucking up. Kyra was so broken up about that shit that she hasn’t been to her shop or anything. She even went as far as changing the locks on the doors. It’s like she just decided to block the world out instead of helping us look for her funky ass sister. They better be happy I was helping them and the only reason I was helping is because she was my nephew mother other then that I would’ve dead her for getting my money fucked up.

“So when will I see you again” Bella asked as I was dropping her back off at her crib

“I’ll call you I said and pulled off.”

I swear not even 10 minutes after I dropped her off, this bitch sent a video of her giving me head to my phone and said if I didn’t continue fucking her she would send it to Kyra. Thank God she got her number changed because I wasn’t about to fuck with her ass no more after today. Never have I met a bitch that blackmail a nigga just for sex. This bitch was out her mind I wasn’t even about to reply I had too much going on right now to worry about her. She just need to be on bending knees praying to Allah that I let her live.

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6 months later

6 months had passed since we heard from Dreka and since I heard from Bella ass which was fine by me. This Dreka shit was bothering me though something was definitely was not adding up to me, As long as I’ve known she has never left her son for more than a week and for her to leave and not even send a text saying she was alright was bothering me. Kyra nutty ass was finally talking to everyone again she has yet to let me drop some of this dope dick off though.

“What’s up big bro?” I asked keem

Lately that nigga had not been to himself shid this was my first time hearing from him in weeks he blocked the whole world out. He had thoughts that Dreka was dead while on the other hand Kyra said she knew Dreka was up to something and just needed to block everybody out to concentrate. Craziest shit I’d heard in years I just figured the bitch fell off in her feelings and left, but Kyra really had my mind wondering I started thinking maybe her ass was up to something. Especially if she was still the same crazy ass Dreka from back in the days.

“Man I got a text today.”

“And!” I replied. He showed me the text from an unknown number

“But when I replied back asking who it was they didn’t respond. I’m praying its Dreka but then again who else can it be. Let’s just go back to Kyra crib and see if it’s her.” He said and I pulled off from his crib with a million thought running through my head. I didn’t know what the fuck was going on, but I was praying somebody wasn’t playing games.

We pulled up to Kyra house at the very same time as a yellow cab. I sat back to see who would get out and a woman in all black was jumping out the back seat like she was in a rush looking around to see in anyone was following her. Once I looked closer I saw it was Dreka I jumped out the car and rushed over to her.

“Girl where the fuck you been?”

“Look I don’t have time to fuss out here help me grab these damn bags before somebody pass and see us.”

I looked in the trunk and inside the car and there had to be at least ten big ass duffle bags. We quickly grabbed the bags and ran in the house. Thank God Kyra ass had came outside once she heard the noise. I left Dreka outside paying the cab driver she had a lot of explaining to do and from the look on Keem face he wanted to hear what the fuck she had to say as bad as I did.

“Why you come to the door in a shirt and panties?” I asked Kyra

“I was fucking sleep and why the fuck are yall here with these damn bags. Yall CAN NOT stay here!”

“Girl don’t nobody want to stay in your little funky ass house. Ya duck ass sister outside and these are her bags” Keem said with look that showed no type of emotions.

“Sis, where the fuck you been I’ve missed you?” Kyra said damn near knocking Dreka over

“I missed you too”

“Look enough of all that! What the fuck in these damn bags? A body?” I asked as I opened the bags and saw all the money I nearly passed out. I don’t know what the fuck she was on when she left, but I’m just happy she came back with a gift. I had more than enough money, but more had never hurt anyone.

“Let me explain” we all gave her a go ahead look

“Well I know I fucked up bad with Kaine and I hated that you two wasn’t talking to me. I did what I had to do. I would never just go drop my damn kid off and say nothing about it or even check on him, but I went back to stay with Kaine.”

“Bitch you did what? Are you out your fucking mind you left Ryder so..”

“Let me fucking finish you out here with a whole bitch on your arm but worried about where I lay my head.”

“I dead that shit sis..”

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