Trina Williams! You have a visitor!" A correctional officer calls out to the woman in the showers. The turns towards them still standing under the showers. She nods slowly before turning off the shower and grabbing her blond hair squeezing the water from it. She stares at her drained expression in the mirrored tiles below her.
Three weeks in county jail could change someone as she looks at her thin figure. She grown tired of crying, and she's blaming no one but herself for the consequences she's facing.
Once she puts on yellow jumpsuit, tying her hair back. The officer that followed her from the showers now stands by her cell door waiting for her to finish dressing. She wondered who would visit her? Could it have been Song, but that couldn't be since he hadn't reached out to her since she's been locked up, so who could possibly be wanting to talk to her?
She follows the guards into a small secluded room, with a desk and four chairs. At the desk sat three males, she didn't recognize at all. We're these some of Song's men? The fear she felt begin to build up once again making her take a step back.
Khalil glared at the frail woman who stabbed Milo. He looks towards James and Deshawn, though Khalil hardly knew the guy he insisted on visiting the jail with them, as told by Milo.
"Have a seat," one of the guards tells the scared woman roughly pushing her towards the table. Her chains causes her to stagger, and almost fall as James stands reaching out to balance her.
Trina looks up at him, his face was cold, but less judge mental then the other two who sat at this table. The other's looked as though they wanted to put her ten feet under. James releases her as she takes a seat looking at the table in front of them. Resting her chain hands upon the table, she bounces her right leg up and down.
"Your names Trina Williams correct?" James was the first to speak giving her a warm smile. She quivers with fear biting her bottom lip as she looks up at him.
Why is she so scared? Khalil thinks to himself listening to her say a small, "yes." As she nods her head slowly playing with her fingers. Her eyes adverts up meeting Khalil's who forces his to soften.
Staring at him she suddenly remembers, "Y-you're that famous person-
"Yeah." Khalil says cutting her off, she didn't want this woman to say his name. She stops speaking, "That means you're not one of Song's men, since you were his main target." She lets out a sigh in relief. Khalil eyebrows raises, "His main target, how long has he been planning to destroy me?" Khalil finally questions the woman.
She shakes her head, "I'm not allowed to tell you these things, I shouldn't have let that slip out." Trina already knew the consequences she were facing if she crawled like a rat and squealed like one. Death by a mouse trap, as Song puts it.
Deshawn slams his fist on the desk tired of listening to this bitch talk about nothing interesting. "Nah bitch you going to talk, yo ass don't feel no sympathy for the things you caused, the children you've hurt, or the person you've stabbed! Do you not feel any shame for the position your in a certified convict? Your charged with endangerment of a minor, attempted murder, and assault. These are not misdemeanors there felonies, yet you still holding loyalty to a person that couldn't give to fucks if you die today." Deshawn let's her know his anger runs deep. He knew he wasn't one to judge with the shit that he's done, but he couldn't help himself seeing her sitting there scared like she's the victim in this situation pissed him off.
Khalil releases a breath he's been holding as James looks at Deshawn. His harden stare telling him to not say anything else.
Trina balls up her fists squeezing till her knuckles turn white. She shakes her head tears filling her eyes, "There's not a single day that doesn't go by where I don't sit in my small cell thinking about what I've done." James pulls a handkerchief out of the pokey of his jacket sliding it on the table as the three watches the woman wipe her tears.
Khalil and Deshawn could care less about them, but James on the other hand more sincere and eager to listen tries to hear her out.
As a lawyer himself, James had been a defense attorney for some of the worst criminals. With those types of people as a defense attorney he had to be unbiased, emotion goes out the windows, and the opinions don't matter to a judge only facts, and evidence. Most of time with most of the criminals that he defended he felt as though they should be prosecuted, locked away, and the key destroyed.
However with this woman judging by the way she acted, as though she was scared she might say the wrong thing, like a gun was pointed at her head threatening her not to. It was clear to him she wanted to say something, but she wouldn't unless he made her feel as though she could trust him.
"I'm sure you do have your regrets, it's only in human nature to feel so after committing such acts, but I cannot help you unless you help me," James tells her softly as Khalil side eyes him confused. Deshawn staring at the woman, though quiet he to was confused no one mention anything about helping this woman.
Trina's eyes widen staring at the man before her. His face was blank, she couldn't even tell what he was thinking, but for some reason she felt at ease. James watches her shoulders relax, her fist are no longer balled up as a rush of color comes back to the white knuckles.
Khalil suddenly realizes what's going on a small smile appearing behind the finger he'd place on his lips.
"H-help m-me?" Trina questions her eyes that were red from crying still stared at James then back towards Khalil who smiles softly uncovering his mouth telling her, "Yeah we wished to help you, we believe you're not a bad person you just might've been involved with the worst of people."
Deshawn brown eyes widen he shakes his head, an old tactical manipulative skill. Really? He questions himself wondering why he wanted to come with these guys again? No way was a simple act of kindness was going to crack this cold hearted woman. Only brute force, so wh-
"Song Zing, the name was so strange to me for years ago, I was a single mother," Deshawn eyes widen hearing her start to crack as she pauses her breath shaky as if she's about to say somethings traumatic to her . "Well I wasn't single, I had a man that I was madly in love with. The father of my child, an African American man, at the time all I wanted was for him to get out of them streets and better himself, for our child, you know?" Trina tells them thinking back to the man whom she loved, and her son whom she loves.
The three man listen two are not as inverse but every now and then their ears perk up.
" My man, had made up his mind after I threaten to leave him, a couple of times. He had gotten off the streets, got a job, and was working hard to provide a better life for me and our son." Trina smiles sadly wiping some more tears that had slipped out
Her voice trembles as she tells them next, "However one day my lover was shot and killed walking home from work, by some men who I didn't know at the time were Song's men. Turns out he owed money to Song at least that's what Song had told me when he kicked down my door, and threaten to kill me and my son, unless I helped him collect money from the Cain's," She tells them sealing her lips as she was finished telling her story, though she didn't do it for sympathy. She hoped that the men would understand why she did what she did.
All four of them sat in silence, the three men felt sympathy for the woman. Deshawn raises his head, "Where's your son now? Why didn't you go to the cops?" He speaks for the group asking her this even James was quiet as he waited for her to respond. Trina shakes her head a frown forming on her face, "The cops? I tried too believe me I tried everything, but Song has eyes everywhere , as for my son they took him somewhere, telling me I'll see him after I've done my job. However I've failed and now he probably is dead at this moment, somewhere alone buried in a forest. You never know what someone like Song is capable of doing."
Trina looks off to the side staring at a guard. Khalil couldn't help but think her story was all to familiar, it seems that this man had a habit of forcing people into submission by threatening their love ones. Just as he tried to do to his own son.
"You guys if you're trying to take down Song then you need to be mindful of your surroundings and the people you call friends, and even family. You never know who hasn't already been tainted. I never thought? I was capable of trying to hurt kids, or stabbing someone, but the more I felt compelled to save my own son and my own life. You just grow cold to emotions like guilt, empathy, and sympathy." She lets the boy's know as she stands up, none of them could really say anything to her.
One of the officer comes up behind her. "Song is a coward truly, he never does the killing himself, someone that's a pawn has to do it, and take the fall for him in the end." Trina smiles softly at the group one last time before she's taken away.
Khalil watches the woman's back although he hadn't said much throughout the whole thing, he processed everything. He looks towards James hearing the metal doors slam shut. "Are you going to try and defend her?" Khalil questions him kinda of hoping his brother would say yes.
Deshawn looks at Khalil shaking his head, "Hell no he shouldn't after what she did? Look I understand she might've been blackmailed but it doesn't excuse her actions. She understands that as well Khalil." Khalil shrinks back he understood what he was being told but he couldn't help but feel some sort of empathy for her, especially since she had endured the same thing Milo had gone through.
Only difference she probably had no one that could help her, unlike Milo who had him and all of the others.
" I understand just for a second she reminded me of Milo, the story she told it's all to familiar, the same pattern forcing people into submission out of fear of by taking away the things they love and hold dearly. If not defend her we could at least help her after this is over to find her child, though if she was to ever get out she might not be able to have custody, but knowing he's alive is a good thing," Khalil explains to them as they walk out of the building.
Deshawn face softens, he couldn't help but feel like utter shit hearing that depressing story.
James strokes his his chin looking at his little brother seeing how sincere he was, he strokes the top of his head messing up his durag. "I'll see what I can do although there's no guarantee she'll not have prison time, but maybe probation after a couple of years."
Khalil smiles softly as the three walks to the car.
..
Milo fixes a drink for a woman waiting on her to pay him. After paying he waves her goodbye. He wonders how Khalil's visit went with the woman that stabbed him. Milo couldn't go visit her mainly because he didn't want to, but something about how the way she looked at him after stabbing him shocked him to the core.
It's like she knew she'd fucked up, the hesitation, rationale fear, and sorrow in her face. Never failed to make Milo shiver she reminded him of himself like they were almost one in the same. How was that possible though?
He wipes the table trying to shake away the thoughts staring at the healing closing wound where the knife had penetrated. One in the same, was that even possible?
The door to the bar opens as Milo looks up, "Welcoming to Twink Bar! What can I get f-" He pauses seeing Alice standing at the door a small smile on her face. Milo drops the towel running towards her swooping her up, and spinning her around.
"Alright Alright put me down. I'm glad to see you too," she laughs as she hugs him. Milo puts her down as she stares up at him. "Did grow a few inches Milo? Oh and you cut your hair and is that a piercing I see?" She questions circling around the boy questioning his look.
He blushes rubbing the back of his head, "Y-yea just to change up I guess." He laughs nervously and Alice smiles widely, "Well why you don't sound confident you look good. Still feminine but gorgeous!" Alice tells him and Milo also notice she's changed also her hair that was once long is now cut shorter to her shoulders. She also had gained a little weight since the last time he'd seen her but it wasn't overly instead her weight was in all the right places as guys put in she was slim thick.
"You look good too," he says blushing a bit realizing he'd been staring at her figure for too long. Alice stops smiling, "Thank you, we have a lot to catch up on." She tells him as Milo clocks out to take his thirty minute break.
He smiles at her, "Yes.. we do."
..
"Are you serious? Javan is pregnant!" Milo mentally face palms he was so excited trying to catch her up on things that he'd let Javan business slip. He shakes his head no waving his his hand, "No he isn't I swear!" Alice laughs, "Milo you know I know when you're lying." Milo sighs placing his head in his hands, "Just don't tell him I told you okay."
Alice takes a sip of her Starbucks drink. "How's Mimi," she asks softly as Milo looks up at her a small smile grows on his face, "She's still in a coma but I'm able to treat her cancer, thanks to Khalil."
Alice bites her straw, before removing it squeezing her cup a bit, "You're still messing around with Khalil? How's that going I heard he's a tough nut to crack?" Alice questions Milo who laughs at her last question he takes a sip of his drink shaking his head, "No Khalil isn't a tough nut to crack at least not to me, he's actually pretty amazing, caring, compassionate, and strong. Plus he's good in bed." Milo covers his mouth at that last part blushing.
Alice smile drops as she stares at her drink. "I didn't think you'll be able to hold out. I mean you were so against what I was doing, but look at you, you're first time and you found a guy that's wrapped around your finger," she tells him twirling her finger to mimic her saying.
Milo notices the sound of her voice changes. She looks sadden, and he couldn't help but question. "Alice is everything okay with you and Arthur? Where is Ty?" Milo asks referring to her relationship and her son. Alice shakes her head trying to reassure him everything was fine and that she was happy.
Alice knew Milo saw her as someone who was strong a independent, and she also knew that if she did have something wrong with her, that Milo guessed she would tell him. She watches his smile grow bigger, he had believed her.
Milo you're always so easily to fool. She says in her head depressingly staring up at her baby brother. Someone who've she always cherished was now someone she had to kill in order to save her child.
They laugh and talk with each other for hours until Milo gets a call from Trent. "Milo where you Ass at!" "It's been three hours you went on break three hours ago!" Milo looks at the time he screeches standing up alerting Starbucks workers and costumers to look at him.
"Umm Sorry Trent I just got caught up with Alice, and time just flew by," he says softly and Alice could hear Trent calling her name.
"Alice?! She's back in town! When?!" He questions and Alice laughs standing to take the phone.
"Yo Trey Trey! Did you miss me?" She says tauntingly calling him by his nickname. "No..not at all," he says smoothly into the phone. Alice feels her heart throbs a small blush appearing on her face. His voice seemed to have gotten much more deeper than the last time they talked.
Everyone seemed to have changed so much over a short period of time. She laughs a bit, "Well fuck to too then Trey Trey, you know I didn't miss you either!" Milo lets them talk as they walk out of the coffee shop, after leaving a little tip on the table.
Milo stares at Alice back as she walks, happy to have her back. No matter how long she stayed he was happy to have his family home.
..
"So you decided to betray Song by letting the enemy know details about yourself that you swore to never tell a soul! Did you plan on telling the people in court?!" Trina screams feeling herself being thrown to the wall. She wondered just how in the world did they find out that information?
She coughs up blood. Looking up at the woman twice her size. Her foot was planted against her stomach as her back was against the wall. "I I I didn't tell them much I didn't tell them much," Trina stutters out feeling herself being kicked in the chin. Her vision goes blurry, "You dare lie you stupid bitch whore!" A small asian woman screams at her repeatedly kicking her as consequences for her actions.
Trina grunts in pain, as the bigger one takes out a shank she had piece together with a blade, and two piece of wood. She grabs Trina who grunts in pain her ribs were broken, her face battered.
"This is what happens to bitches who lie," The woman says spit particles flying into Trina's face as she stares helplessly as the woman draws back the shank stabbing her repeatedly.
Trina screams in pain feeling the knife go through her body multiple times before she's stabbed in the heart.
The woman stood above her grabbing the shank pulling it out of the lifeless woman's body. She breathes deeply before walking out of the bathroom the small Asian woman who spits on Trina one last time laughs, "Stupid bitch so useless."
The bigger woman hands the shank to one of the guards a small petite woman with curly brown hair, and a sinister smile. "The boss is going to be so proud of you two, that bitch knew her time was limited when she stepped into this place, now all that's left to do is deal with the investigation of her murder. Make sure you left no traces of DNA that can be linked back to you," she lets them know wrapping the shank in a napkin.
The guard stares one last time at the deceased girl before closing the showers leaving her body for someone else's discovery.
Trina laid in there lifeless, a small piece of paper in her hand. A picture of a small boy with brown curly hair, and soft brown eyes, with a wide smile on his light brown face stares at the ceiling.
.. ( a couple of days later)
"So Khalil how has Milo been behaving?" Alice asks Khalil taking a sip of her wine. Khalil stares at the woman, who he hasn't seen since the first night at the bar. She crosses her legs staring at him waiting on his response. Khalil tells her, "He's been great a little shaken up after being stabbed but other than that he's been fairly good," he lets her know and her eyes widen.
"So he really was stab I heard about that, I'm so sorry that happened to him. I'm just glad he had you and his other friends to be here for him," she tells Khalil, but Khalil doesn't sense and ounce of sympathy, but he didn't think to much on it.
Milo was busy fixing drinks for the group of friends, so it was just her and him on the lawn chairs. "You know I kind of wish I wouldn't have given you away to Milo, when you text me," Alice tells Khalil who side eyes her his blue eyes trailing her wondering what she was on about?
"Yeah?" He questions taking a sip of his margarita.
Alice nods laughing at his flaccid voice, "Oh come on no need to sound so weirded out, it's only natural for a girl to have regrets, besides it's not like you weren't meant to be mine before his." She smiles at him and Khalil scoots over from her a bit.
"I'm no one's sorry to spoil your thoughts, but even if you hadn't introduced us, I'm sure if I'd just walk into Twink bar and saw him? I would've chosen him because he's just my type you are not." Khalil lets her know though trying not to be rude to Milo's friend she needed to know she could never be comparable to Milo, nor compatible with him.
Alice huffs at the stiff man, "You're definitely just like the rumors say you are stiffly and emotionless." She stands up storming off to find other more interesting people of the group. Milo walks up to Khalil seeing her storm off. "What did you say to her? She looked offended," Milo questions Khalil. He wasn't rude with or defensive he just wanted to know.
Khalil thinks about telling him before shaking his head pulling the smaller into his lap. Milo gasps before giggling kissing the side of Khalil's face. "She was being annoying, so I told her to go find someone else to bug," Khalil says honestly.
Milo frowns knowing how Khalil's personality and how he wasn't a sociable person, he could only imagine what Alice was feeling with him being so aloof.
"She's just a sociable person Khalil, so try not to be to mean okay?" Milo pleads with him coming off his chest to look him in the eyes. Khalil stares at him before placing a hand on his ass. He squeezes softly earning a gasp from Milo.
"That doesn't mean be mean to me," Milo mutters under his breath causing Khalil to tilts his head still rubbing the male's ass. He squeezes the right cheek snaking it earning a small whimper.
"I'm mean to you?" Khalil questions softly as he trails kisses alongside Milo's neck. Milo moans into his ears. Milo's feels himself brick up, if Khalil didn't stop teasing him, then he would but in his pants.
"Khalil you have to chill this is being mean all this constant teasing it's to much," Milo says trying to pull away to stand. Khalil stops him though still sucking on his neck. Milo looks towards the back to many people were dancing to even notice what was happening around them.
"Oh? Do you wanna do more?" Milo hears Khalil asks drawing his attention back towards him. Through the silhouette of the purple and pink lights his eyes and skin were radiant. Hypnotic as Milo doesn't answer but leans down to kiss him, feeling himself whine when Khalil smacks his ass harder than before.
"Use your words Twink," Khalil demands huskily.
Milo groans feeling a finger against his lips, he draws his tongue out licking it slightly. "I want you Khalil."
Khalil smirks slightly, "Heh."
.. (Sex Scenes ahead you've been warned bookie's)
Milo kisses Khalil passionately as he is lift up in the air, giggling when Khalil spins him around, before dropping him onto the bed. They wind up finding a hotel nearby, as they kid passionately. Milo raises Khalil's shirt feeling on his tone body, as their tongues battle for dominance. Milo knows he's going to loose as always but he can't help but fight anyway.
Khalil goes under his shirt, squeezing his right nipple earning a moan that he swallows for Milo. Milo dick aches in his pants, as he begs Khalil to take them off.
"Daddy please take my pants off it's tight down there- ah" A moan is forced out of him as Khalil grabs his dick through the tight fabric. Khalil teases him seeing his pants become wet, as Milo moans cumming in his boxers. Khalil's eyes widen as he laughs, "Did you just, from that alone, that's cute."
Milo hits his his chest, "That's not funny Khalil, you were teasing and I couldn't help it," Milo tells him his voice trailing off under his embarrassment.
Khalil licks his lips removing his soiled pants and boxers Milo moans when Khalil kisses down his stomach. "What are you about to do?" Milo asks seeing Khalil raise one of his legs to allow him more access to his feast.
"One." Khalil tells him kissing the tip of Milo's dick. Milo gasp feeling his soft member engulf in the hot cavern that was this man's mouth. "Daddy wait," Milo says trying to pry him off, Khalil smacks his hand away taking him in deeper with each suck. Milo stares down at him his mouth full of his dick as his blue eyes stares into his dark ones passionately.
Milo gasp cumming once again down Khalil's throat, without a warning. Khalil comes up laughing kissing the tip, as Milo covers his face.
"Two," Khalil's says softly before going down once again. Milo moans loudly feeling Khalil's tongue around his sensitive tip. What was he trying to do? And why is he counting? Milo wondered, was he not hard and uncomfortable in those pants?
Milo moans for the third time cumming inside the ebony's mouth. This time Khalil lets a little of Milo's cum and some of his spit escape, as it travels down to Milo's twitching hole.
"That's three, how many more times?" Khalil smiles sinisterly as Milo wonders why his dick twitches, as he looks at Khalil who takes off his shirt. Standing to remove his pants and boxers.
Milo's mouth waters at the sight of his dick standing to salute him. His hole twitches with excitement wanting nothing more to be filled up by that extra leg, Khalil had. Milo knew that was a bad way to describe it, but that's what it looked like to him.
He gasps feeling the bed sink as Khalil's fingers play with his hole, before he pushes it in. Milo moans feeling his walls clamp tightly around Khalil's fingers wanting him to stay in there forever.
"Damn baby you gotta loosen up," Khalil tells him leaning down to kiss Milo's lips as he goes to work with his finger. Milo moans at the feeling, moaning even louder when Khalil adds the second then the third. Soon his dick was standing at attention again, as Khalil worked his fingers feeling please with himself when he brushes against Milo's prostate sending the smaller over the edge.
"Ah Daddy!" Milo screams coming for the fourth time to Khalil. "Four," Khalil says removing his fingers his eyes trailing the semen on the boys body. He lifts Milo's legs placing himself in-between. He looks down at Milo who's still panting from coming again, before pushing himself inside. Khalil groans in lust as the tight walls clamp like suctions around his dick.
Milo screams at the overstimulating feeling trying to push Khalil out with his hands and ass. Khalil laughs kneeling down to kiss him through his moans as tears streams the corner of his eyes.
Milo covers his face with his arms balling his fist as moans escape his lips as Khalil fucks him harder. The bed squeaks as it rocks against the wall. "Ah daddy slow ah," Milo moans out uncovering his eyes to stare at Khalil who smiles down at him.
"Slow?" Khalil questions flipping them over before re-entering Milo again, Milo moans at the position it's even deeper than before. Milo feels Khalil's dick grow bigger inside him, as the male kisses his neck before thrusting upwards against his prostate. "I just can't seem to do slow with you Twink," Khalil tells him thrusting harder, every thrust hits Milo's prostate like a target. This causes Milo to come again, Khalil smirks continuing his thrusting even as the boy tries to tap out.
"Was that five?" Khalil asks him as six follows and Milo clenches around him. "Nah loosen up we're not a minute man over here like number six," Khalil tells him thrusting at a steady pace.
"Daddy why do you keep counting nah ah!" Milo tries to ask feeling Khalil change the positions once again pulling out taping his dick against Milo's slutty hole. Milo moans feeling tired after coming so much he turns back as Khalil forces his arch deeper.
Daddy please GAH!" Milo screams feeling Khalil thrust into him hitting his prostate as Khalil takes his hands playing with his sensitive nipples. Milo strokes his dick falling in love with this deep feeling of penetration.
"More ah fuck more!" He screams cumming again.
"Was that Seven?" Khalil says feeling his own pressure building up. As he tries his best to reach number eight holding onto the boys hips.
He moans as Milo tightens up around him, he feels his ducks spasm as he releases inside Milo moans feeling himself being filled up by Khalil he tries to run cause the feeling is to much.
"Stop fuck ah," Khalil moans pulling him close riding out his orgasm. His dick pulsing as Milo whimpers releasing one last time. His stomach feeling so full as Khalil pulls out of him. Milo feels something oozing down his legs.
"I love you," Milo hears Khalil tell him causing him to snap out of his half deletions state. His breath hitches, "What you say?" He whimpers falling forward, trying to make sure he heard the male right.
Khalil curses at himself, he knew Milo, "Fuck don't worry about it okay," he backs off but Milo pulls him down. "Khalil did you mean it? Do you mean it? Do you love me?" Milo asks shaking as Khalil wraps his arms around him.
"Yeah I meant it I love you," he says softly kissing the tears that fills Milo eyes. Milo hugs him tighter crying into his shoulder.
"I love you too."
Khalil hearing those words laughs flipping them over to where Milo was on-top his heart doing backflips. "Then why are you crying?" Khalil asks him sitting up kissing his forehead. Milo smiles through the tears, " I'm happy that's all. Khalil will you be mines," Milo asks him kissing his lips.
Khalil playfully frowns shaking his head no.
"Why not?"
"That's breaking the most important rule," Khalil teases, and Milo laughs, "Oh and which rule is that one I'm sure we've broken plenty?"
"Number 25 where it clearly states that if I were to fall in love then it's clear to me that I should ask my lover to be mines not the other way around." Khalil says kissing his lips before falling onto the bed. Milo laughs knowing the rule doesn't say that, that was the only one he really remembered clearly off that list.
Never fall in love!
"Of course I'll be yours Khalil I'm already am." Milo says kissing his chest.
..
Alice plays with her drink, wondering where Milo and Khalil went? Though she was more interested in Milo since he was her target. She hated herself but she didn't have much of a choice, it was either Milo's life or her son's. She walks through the halls of the bar pausing when she hears moaning sounds.
"Fuck baby wait ah," The voice was high enough to be females but it was clear it was male.
"Ain't no wait shit, since yo ass had a little attitude."
Alice eyes widen was that Trent? But with who and since when? Her heart breaks at the thought, she opens the door peaking in to see some dark-skin man getting fucked by her man.
"Ah shit baby I'm close baby ah!" The male screams loudly coming on the desk. Alice hears a sexy chuckle comes from Trent, "Fuck me too."
A sexy as moan escapes his lips as Alice watches him squeeze the boy tight coming inside of him. Alice heart throbs in pain as she scrambled trying to stop the tears that won't stop falling.
She felt sick, that Trent could do that to her! Her phone rings as she runs out of the building. Seeing it's from Song she picks it up,
Hello
She fixes herself trying to sound not so heartbroken.
Babydoll that has to hurt, that feeling of loving someone in secret only to leave and come back and see that they've moved on. And onto a man that is how disgusting.
Alice eyes widen as she looks around.
How did you? Where are you Song?
Song smiles to himself,
In the black Mercedes Benz come on I'll take you home.
Alice shakes her head sure that he could see her as she looks towards the car.
Aww don't be like that I'm sure you're ready to see your son?
Alice falters when she hears him mention her son as she hangs up walking towards the car.
..
Khalil lets the water drips down his skin, his phone lights up a notification from his brother.
Call me!
"Siri call my brother," he tells his phone turning off the shower. After cleaning up Milo he dressed him up in his big shirt. The phone rings as James picks up,
Khalil!
James screams through the phone the sound of honking filling his speakers. He was clearly on the freeway.
James what's wrong?
Khalil questions feeling his urgency in his brothers voice.
It's Trina.
Khalil eyebrows knit together in confusion,
What about Trina?
She was found dead in the showers a couple of days ago.