.Chapter Two.

.Angel’Lynn.

This is why love Keke like a sister, she’s always worried about me. But I’m more worried about her. I can’t get my mind off of last night with the shooting, Keani looked around worried and I wondered if she knew anything. She has dated dope boys before and I might crazy for thinking this but I’m thinking one of her ex’s had something to do with this. “you okay bae?” Chris asked me. I nodded “yeah, I’m fine, just thinkin." The next thing I knew Cheetah Sisters by the Cheetah Girls started playing which means Keani was calling… yeah I know, I’m big kid and kind of a Disney channel freak. “Hello.” “Angie” She sounded like she was crying. “what’s wrong Ke?” I asked as I saw it started to storm, the rain was heavy too. “come and get me please.” “where are you?” She told me where she was, I told Chris I’d be right back but he insisted on coming with. We got in his car and headed to the location where Keani was, when we arrived some guy had her by her wrists. “Let me go Pico!!” and then out of nowhere he slapped her… hard… where she fell on the cold wet grass. I hopped out of the car. “Leave her alone! I yelled. “And who the fuck are you?” He said getting in my face. “Better question… who the fuck are you?” I retorted. “Girl, you better back the fuck up before I…” “before you what nigga?” Chris cut him off. I ran to Keani’s side. She was bruised and had a busted lip, her right eye was a bit swollen. She was moaning in pain. “Come on.” I helped her up and attempted to walk her to the car when the guy, Pico pulled her from my grip. “She ain’t goin nowhere… getcho ass on… and you… take yo ass in the house… NOW!” I looked at Keani. “Ke…?” She looked at me and then looked back at Pico and then back at me. Then she took a step towards the car. “You better think about whatchu doin bitch.” “Don’t talk to her like that!” Keani then took another step. “Just go to the car Keani.” I told her. “You get in that car if you want to, you hear me?” Next thing I knew she ran and hopped in the back seat, that’s when Pico tried to yank it open. Chris ran up and punched him in the face so hard he hit the ground, that’s when I kicked him in the stomach. He coughed. “iight, you gon regret ever fuckin with me!” He yelled as Chris pulled off back to my home.

I was in the back with Keani, comforting her. “Who was that?” I asked her. “Pico… my boyfriend.” “BOYFRIEND?!” Chris and I said at the same time. “he also my… my…” “what?” “pimp.” I couldn’t believe my ears. “your PIMP?! Keani are you crazy?!” “I’m sorry Angie.” “oh my god Keke, what have you gotten yourself into?” She explained everything, about how she met Pico and how she got into selling her body. “I wasn’t planning on staying, Angie, I swear.” “Ke, according to you… Pico is a pimp. Pimps don’t let go of their money makers that easily” “I know.” I just sighed. “Why Keke?” “I needed the extra money… I have over $5000 saved just from this, not including the money from the club which is well over $15,000. I wanted to make enough to get my own house, and then get a decent job.” She cried on my shoulder the whole way back to my house. Once we arrived, Keani was so bruised and sore she could hardly walk. “Carry her Chris.” Chris carried her into my apartment and to the guest room. I followed. “You and I are the practically the same size and we always share clothes.” “I know.” She was laying on the bed. I went to my room and grabbed a few things of brand new underwear that I had never opened, some pajamas, and slippers and brought it to her. When I walked in she was asleep, so I layed the things on the sofa on the other side of the room and I closed the door as I left. I still couldn’t believe she had been prostituting. I have to find a way to get her out of this. I don’t want my best friend to end up in jail or worse… dead. I wouldn’t be able to take it.

.Chris.

The sad thing about this whole thing is that I know Pico, he just didn’t recognize me. He and I used to hang before he got into the drug game. I had to sever our friendship because was lettin the money and shit get to his head. I feel bad for Keani because Pico is a ruthless bastard, I know for a fact he ain’t gon rest until Ke is either severly injured or dead. I grabbed my phone and called my boy Dolo. Dolo was a big dude, and I knew he was the right man to protect not only Keani, but Angie too. Anybody that fucked with him was a target. His phone rang twice before he picked up. “Yo.” he said. “Dolo, it’s Chris.” “what up?” “I need a favor.” “I’m listenin.” I told him what I needed and he agreed. After I hung up, Angie came downstairs. “Who were you talking to?” She asked. “Dolo.” “why?” “I want you and Keani to be protected. I know Pico, he just didn’t recognize me. I’m tellin you bae, Pico is not gonna rest until one or both you is severly injured to the point of hospitalization… or dead, so I called Dolo to be kind of a bodyguard for ya’ll.” She looked at me worried. “Is Pico really that dangerous?” “The last person that fucked with him was kidnapped, tortured and raped, she was only 15” “How do you know this?” “She was my sister…” Angie gasped and covered her mouth. “oh my god, Chris… I’m so sorry” I sighed and nodded. “I did everything I could to save her. But he was too fast. Whenever they got a lead on where he was with my sister, he would go to a different location and by the time he was found and arrested, she was already dead.” I felt tears comin. Angie hugged me tight, we cried together. I miss my sister, somethin serious. R.I.P. Chareese, big brother loves you always.

Now I want ya’ll to really pay close attention to what Chris told Angie about his sister… there’s somethin missing *hint, hint*