business? I know she wants Slade.” She stepped back. “For all I know, all of this shit could be a setup.” She looked down the empty hallway.
“You have to trust me, Farah. If you don’t want the friendship, I’ll understand.... A lot of shit has happened. Some of the things we did to each other can’t be taken back. But if you come over later and we speak about it, maybe we can work on it. It’s important enough for me to try. I hope it is for you too.”
Farah muttered, “Okay.”
Coconut pulled her toward her body and hugged her tightly. “I’m so happy you’re going to try.”
What do you really want, bitch? “Me too.”
“I’ll talk to you later.” Coconut waved, smiled, and strutted down the hallway.
Farah watched her until she disappeared into the elevator. She was about to go back inside and deal with the nonsense in her living room, when suddenly everyone rushed out.
“We just found out where Chloe and Audio are,” Shadow yelled, grabbing Farah’s arm. “Come on. We heading out there now.”
Chapter 6
An Hour Earlier
Audio Baker
“And every grimy thing I did in life I gotta answer for.”
Audio and Chloe lay inside of Slade’s truck in the bottom of a ditch. The freezing temperatures caused their toes and fingertips to burn, and they were in and out of consciousness. Blood covered everything visible, and both of them experienced unimaginable pain.
None of this would’ve happened had someone not clipped them from behind while Chloe was giving Audio a blowjob. Since they were certain no one knew where they were, in Audio’s mind it was just a matter of time before they died.
Audio’s mind wandered, but when he realized he hadn’t heard his girlfriend’s voice in a while, he grew worried. He turned his head slowly to the right, because his neck didn’t feel connected anymore.
“Chloe, you all right?” he asked softly as he looked over at her. “Get up, baby. You can’t go to sleep.” When she didn’t respond, with all the strength he could muster, he raised his arm and slapped her in the face. His hand slid off of Chloe’s nose and fell to his side. “Chloe, wake the fuck up!” When she didn’t budge an inch, his heart bubbled. “Don’t do this shit to me!” he demanded. “I need you, Chloe.” He looked out at the darkness before him. “You can’t do this!”
It seemed like an eternity, but finally she opened her eyes. A large piece of glass from the windshield pierced the flesh of her hip, and the torture reminded her that she was about to die. Blood ran down her sides and onto the floor at her feet. When she looked at his face, she wished he hadn’t wakened her from death. “I wasn’t in pain anymore. Why did you wake me?”
“You can’t do that again, Chloe. You gotta stay up.”
“We gonna die, aren’t we?” She cried softly. “I don’t want to die.”
“Then don’t say it again. You stronger than that shit, but you gotta stay up. Somebody gonna find us,” he said to himself, although he doubted it was true.
She laughed, even though nothing was funny at the moment. “Who gonna find us? Nobody knew where we went, Audio. We’ve been out here all night and day and we are still alone, so don’t tell me something just because it sounds good! I’m going to die, and you dying with me.”
“I know my people, and they gonna come looking for us. Plus, I prayed on it.”
Audio wasn’t a religious man. He moved how he wanted, said what was on his mind, and took whatever he wanted. All that said, if there was one thing Southerners believed in, no matter how they carried on in life, it was that God existed. Unfortunately for him, the bitch he chose to share his life with came from a family of vultures and believed in the opposite. Audio and his brothers participated in nonviolent crimes, but the household Chloe was raised in saw violence daily.
“Since when are you so religious?” she asked, trying to move around for comfort.
“You have to trust me, Farah. If you don’t want the friendship, I’ll understand.... A lot of shit has happened. Some of the things we did to each other can’t be taken back. But if you come over later and we speak about it, maybe we can work on it. It’s important enough for me to try. I hope it is for you too.”
Farah muttered, “Okay.”
Coconut pulled her toward her body and hugged her tightly. “I’m so happy you’re going to try.”
What do you really want, bitch? “Me too.”
“I’ll talk to you later.” Coconut waved, smiled, and strutted down the hallway.
Farah watched her until she disappeared into the elevator. She was about to go back inside and deal with the nonsense in her living room, when suddenly everyone rushed out.
“We just found out where Chloe and Audio are,” Shadow yelled, grabbing Farah’s arm. “Come on. We heading out there now.”
Chapter 6
An Hour Earlier
Audio Baker
“And every grimy thing I did in life I gotta answer for.”
Audio and Chloe lay inside of Slade’s truck in the bottom of a ditch. The freezing temperatures caused their toes and fingertips to burn, and they were in and out of consciousness. Blood covered everything visible, and both of them experienced unimaginable pain.
None of this would’ve happened had someone not clipped them from behind while Chloe was giving Audio a blowjob. Since they were certain no one knew where they were, in Audio’s mind it was just a matter of time before they died.
Audio’s mind wandered, but when he realized he hadn’t heard his girlfriend’s voice in a while, he grew worried. He turned his head slowly to the right, because his neck didn’t feel connected anymore.
“Chloe, you all right?” he asked softly as he looked over at her. “Get up, baby. You can’t go to sleep.” When she didn’t respond, with all the strength he could muster, he raised his arm and slapped her in the face. His hand slid off of Chloe’s nose and fell to his side. “Chloe, wake the fuck up!” When she didn’t budge an inch, his heart bubbled. “Don’t do this shit to me!” he demanded. “I need you, Chloe.” He looked out at the darkness before him. “You can’t do this!”
It seemed like an eternity, but finally she opened her eyes. A large piece of glass from the windshield pierced the flesh of her hip, and the torture reminded her that she was about to die. Blood ran down her sides and onto the floor at her feet. When she looked at his face, she wished he hadn’t wakened her from death. “I wasn’t in pain anymore. Why did you wake me?”
“You can’t do that again, Chloe. You gotta stay up.”
“We gonna die, aren’t we?” She cried softly. “I don’t want to die.”
“Then don’t say it again. You stronger than that shit, but you gotta stay up. Somebody gonna find us,” he said to himself, although he doubted it was true.
She laughed, even though nothing was funny at the moment. “Who gonna find us? Nobody knew where we went, Audio. We’ve been out here all night and day and we are still alone, so don’t tell me something just because it sounds good! I’m going to die, and you dying with me.”
“I know my people, and they gonna come looking for us. Plus, I prayed on it.”
Audio wasn’t a religious man. He moved how he wanted, said what was on his mind, and took whatever he wanted. All that said, if there was one thing Southerners believed in, no matter how they carried on in life, it was that God existed. Unfortunately for him, the bitch he chose to share his life with came from a family of vultures and believed in the opposite. Audio and his brothers participated in nonviolent crimes, but the household Chloe was raised in saw violence daily.
“Since when are you so religious?” she asked, trying to move around for comfort.
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