Devil's Eyes

Chapter 12: Zapatista

Song recommendation: Rebel's Kick it by NBA Youngboy "Can I take a minute for to tell you how I'm living? Yeah I'd rather show you, fuck the critics, I'ma try leave out the killing; Young nigga pull up in that Bentley with no head. This a motion picture from the trenches, check how a nigga kick it"

"I think I'm being followed." Ella and Sage were seated in a diner on the lower east side of New York munching on hamburgers and fries. The two were trying to catch up with each other about everything going on in their lives. It was finally Sage's turn to let everything off her chest when she admitted to the feeling she's been having for weeks. It was December so the girls were draped in fur and the sky was turning dark fast.

"Are you serious? How do you know?" Ella asked sincerely. Her voice was laced with concern and her brows were etched in a frown.

"I just have a feeling, sometimes I feel a presence. It's so scary." She leaned in and took a glance around the diner just in case someone was listening a little too close to their conversation.

"Girl, what the fuck? Who would it be?" Ella peered in a little closer as well.

"This might sound crazy but maybe it's my dad! I swear it has to be him," She muttered bitterly and popped a few fries in her mouth. "Maybe he's catching on to the sneaking around, I don't know."

"Maybe, but I feel like your dad isn't really that sneaky. He's a lot more straightforward. Think about all those times he told you everything," She replied.

"Yeah but what if he's using a different approach?" Sage queried. She was starting to sound paranoid. Suddenly, Ella's phone vibrated back to back on the table.

"Oh God, it's that Marcus dude. He doesn't get I'm one hundred percent over him!" She declared, scoffing at the screen of her phone. Sage giggled.

"Okay how did you tell him?"

"I told him not to court me anymore because my boyfriend kills people and he didn't seem phased." She answered. It sounded like a joke but Ella seriously let him know especially since she's been off the market for a little.

"Doesn't he sell too?" Ella nodded to her question and sipped on her strawberry milkshake. "What's up with us and drug dealers lately?"

"I don't know girl but something tells me this shit ain't gonna be easy." And it was clear how true that statement was.

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The switch from twilight to dark was quick in New York City, as Dave sniffed another line of coke on his balcony. He had wanted to stop but things were spiraling out of control in his empire and this was something to take his mind off of it. He couldn't trust anyone anymore but Sage and Aubrey and it fucked with his mind. With running a domain, it wasn't enough to trust two people in the World but then again maybe it was.  His eyes rolled back as the substance filled his system. He felt it, he missed this shit. The hiatus from cocaine was over.

"Yo Dave you still there?" His airpods were in and he forgot.

"Yeah, dawg." He was but he wasn't. He couldn't focus when his head was pounding, his mind drawing blank.

"Bro, we gotta tighten up. We lettin' cats go wild," Aubrey said firmly. He wanted to make sure he and his brother were still on top of things no matter what.

"I know, I know...you found anything?" Dave asked before taking a seat in the corner. The skyline looked gorgeous as the lights twinkled. The air was cold but David didn't even notice as his blood ran hot from the cocaine.