The Girl Next Door

~18~

"What do you want?" I ask, meeting Britteny halfway.

Britteny pulls me away from Roman and stands in front of me, searching all over my body.

"Uh, excuse me! What the hell you doin'?" I ask, pushing her away.

"Are you okay? Did they touch you?" Britteny asks, a worried look painted across her face.

"Wha- who?! What are you talki-"

"The GYC. They after you, Zen and Robyn," she explains. My heart leaps into my throat as I try to process what I just heard.

The GYC is a gang that runs most of Santa Monica. It stands for Graveyard Crips and it's locally known for recruiting some of the youngest kids and having them all their dirty work. August, Michael and Robert are all apart of the gang, titling them as the most feared people in the school. But the reason that they're after us is unknown.

"Wh-why? What'd we do?" I ask, panic evident in my voice.

"Something about Zen's dad and Robyn and drugs. I don't know. I'm not even supposed to be talkin' to you. I gotta go, call me later," she rushes out, looking around and jogging down the hallway.

I watch her, confused. Roman walks up to me, just as my phone dings. I look down and see another message from Robert.

Unknown: She actually looks peaceful... 😇

I breathe in, cursing under my breath.

"Lets go," I mutter to Roman, turning around and heading for the front doors, clenching my fists.

"Are you-"

"Don't fuckin' ask questions," I grit out. The way I'm feeling right now, I can literally kill someone.

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"Robyn Fenty?" I ask, rushing to the desk.

"She's been transferred to room 212," the receptionist says, not looking up from her computer.

"Transferred? Why?" I ask, panicking. The receptionist types on the computer for a moment, then speaks.

"She had another attack, this one more severe than the others," she does some typing on her computer,"and they found a small amount of LSD in her system, which had a major role in the attack. They're looking into how it got into her system, but for right now, she's sleeping it off. We can't allow visitors for the next 48 hours."

"What?!" I scream at her.

"Miss, calm down-"

"Don't tell me to fuckin' cal- ooh!" I exclaim, pulling at my hair. I can't believe this. No visitors? LSD? What is going on right now?

"Onika..." Roman taps on my shoulder.

"What?" I ask, turning around.

I turn around and see Michael, one of Roberts friends, leaning against the wall by the entrance on his phone, most likely talking to Robert.

Without thinking, I walk over to him and attack him the best I can, since he's so tall.

"Aye, girl. What the fuck?" Michael yells, trying to block himself from my raining blows.

"Where the fuck is Robert?!" I scream, still hitting him.

"Aye- aye- look, calm down!" He yells, whipping me around and pinning me against the wall.

Almost immediately, I stop, surprised by his strength.

"Aight now? What Rob did, I ain't had none to do wit' that shit, aight? So don't be comin' at me like that, Nika. You betta go 'fore someone from GYC find you. Or before I change my mind and take you in myself."

"B-"

"But nothing, aight? Get outta here and go home. Lay low for a while and stay in your home," he says, backing away from me.

I stare at him for a moment before Roman comes to me and pushes me,"come on. Let's go home."

I groan, running my hands through my hair,"Okay, fine. Let's go, Roman."

Michael nods and begins to walk away.

"48 hours ain't that bad," Roman says as we walk through the automatic doors and head through the parking lot.

"Oh my god, yes it is," I mutter, feeling tears stinging the back of my eyes.

Roman wraps her arm across my shoulders and pulls me into her as we continue walking,"you gone be okay. Just do what Michael said and stay home. Don't even go to dance practice. The coach will understand. Cut off all of the outside world. You need not to stress yourself over this. Just relax."

I shake my head. She makes it seems so easy...

As we approach my car, my phone vibrates in my pocket, signaling a text. I take my phone out of my picket and see a message from Britteny pop across the screen.

Brittenyfrombb 🔥🏀: Hey I got all ur work for you 😊. can I come ovr later?

I shake my head and mute her contact, taking Roman's advice. Maybe that's all I need to do. Cut off the outside world and relax until it all blows over. If it blows over.

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☕ anyone?

This update was supposed to be up last night/ early this morning, but I fell asleep. It came out of the blue, one minute I'm typing the story, the next 😴😴😴.

What do y'all think about Onika and Robyn?

Robert and the GYC?

Drama and more drama...

What you guys get for Christmas? I got some clothes, soccer stuff, skateboard, and a tablet.

Vote. Comment.

~Trina J.