Abducted

"Kymbella!", I slightly jumped at the sound of Nicholette, my best friend's voice. I looked up at her, "That man been staring at you for like the longest." "You sure he not looking at you? You facing him, not me." She shook her head then looked down, "No sweetheart. Im telling you, he's looking at you." I rolled my eyes at her and signaled a waiter for our check, "Oh well, let him stare. He's not killing me." "Yea, but he is kind of fine. Maybe you should-" "Nope", I held my perfectly manicured hand up stopping her sentence, "Im single and focusing on just me. I'm really not looking for a male figure in my life other then my father." "Girl bye. You need a man.", She said as I pulled a crisp twenty dollar bill out of my wallet and sat it on top the table while she did the same. "I dont need you too tell me what I need, alright?" She held her hands up in surrender, "Look Kym, your my best friend and I'm just trying to make you happy. You know, we could have been double dating, even our kids could play together... Even though they'll have a gap in age difference since Dey'Juwan is five." "That sounds fun in all but, Im not even thinking about kids right now.", I eyed her as I picked up my shopping bags off the ground after sliding my purse on my arm. She nodded,"So... Your life sounds kind of boring but then again it dosent since you can basically spend all the money you want and your totally babied by your parents." I chuckled, "I am not" "They've bought you cars, clothes, a damn hair salon. I mean, your twenty years old, have nice cars and clothes, and yet you still live with your parents." She's right. I am spoiled rotten but I mean, Im an only child and was born into a wealthy family. My mother is a house wife while my dad invests in different businesses. I nodded, "Damn right. As long as Im making them proud, they got me.", I winked as we walked off and Nicholette elbowed me. I side eyed her then looked straight ahead and there was this tall dark skinned man with a nicely trimmed beard and hair cut which was half way hiding due to the snap back he wore. He had lots of tattoos and dark eyes. I watched as he made eye contact with me and licked his lips causing me too see the bottom grill he wore. He looked down at his phone for a brief second then back up at me, making me look away and keep walking. "Somebody was staring", Nicholette looked me up and down with a smirk. I smacked before talking, "I just looked at him that's all." "Mhmm", She smiled as we made it too the all black BMW 4. We put our bags in the trunk then hopped in the car. I stepped on the gas heading back for Inglewood. Switching POVs I took my time sliding on my black shell toe Adidas then adjusted the Nike jacket I had on. I picked up my phone off the bed and left out my room before closing the door behind me. My phone chimed and vibrated notifying I had text message. I jogged down the stairs while sliding the screen and going to the kitchen where Gina, the maid had breakfast fixed already. "Mawning", I said letting my presence be known as I sat on the bar stool and said grace before eating. "Well good mawning. I wouldn't expecting you to be up dis early. Ya' came in late last night.", She said while sliding me a glass of OJ which was garnished with an orange slice and strawberry. I shrugged while chewing on my food, "Ima boss and bosses don't get tired." "Ohh lawd. That's err'body excuses nah days.", She shook her head with a chuckle while wiping down the counter. "Where's ya brotha?" "Ion know. Could be in some females bed fah all I know." She shook her head at my response and continued what she was doing. I looked down at my phone to view the text message. "He gone live long", I mumbled to myself. I just saw her. I'm in L.A. I scrunched up my face. Tj was my one and only brother and we basically worked together. We sent some workers out to Cali to find ole girl but we aint heard s**t since, maybe that's why Tj left and went ahead to Cali. "Avery?" I looked up at Gina, "Ma'am?" "Ya' daddy said ta' call him soon as possible.", She eyed me then walked off. I picked up my phone and went to the saved contact and listen to the phone ring for a while before a barbarian tone spoke, "Vajunyus?", he said calling me by my life long street name. "Yea pops?", I answered back. "Yall got anything done yet?" "Nahh. But I just found out dat Tj in LA. Looking fah her." He sighed over the phone,"Yall gotta work quick. You know how much time yall done wasted?" "Yea man. I know." "Ima be outta heaa in some moe months and I need s**t to be done already, you understand?" "Yea" "Dont f**k up!", He said before ending the call. I rubbed my eyes and sat my phone on top the island. I feel like my old man expecting way to much outta me and my brother but me especially. This s**t is stressful. I stood up to my feet and grabbed my keys off the hook and went out to the front of the house. I unlocked the door to my Dodge Charger before stepping in and starting the engine. Im twenty-one years old and Tj is twenty-four years old leaving us three and six years old when my old man was incarcerated. My pops been locked up for eighteen years now at the largest maximum security prison in the country. "The Alcatraz of the South"... Angola. He got caught up on some back to back chargers due to a used to be kingpin by the name of Emmanuel Washington that ratted him out and got them both caught up. After my old man was sent away, Emmanuel got out the game and became a family man with his wife and daughter while taking over a new identity. But after years of research and looking, we found him and his family who fled to California. Once you in too deep, there's no getting out. Even if you been safe for eighteen years. I pulled up to our building and parked on the side of the road before going around back and met up with the doorkeeper who let me right in. "Mane, what the f**k is yall doing?", I asked while noticing Stone and Trell sitting on the couch smoking. "Nigga, we on break, fawk it look like?", Stone asked before handing the blunt over to Trell. "Yall niggas work on my muufuckin nerves bruh.", I complained while taking the blunt from Trell and started smoking it. "Come on Junebug, just chill and mellow the fawk out.", Stone said while Trell laughed as I handed it back over. "Shutup. You lucky Im kinda in'a good mood right nah." Trell nodded, "Yea, nigga be grateful", He eyed Stone. "Oh, Star been looking for you.", He said making himself choke. I mentally rolled my eyes,"Im going in my office.", I mumbled while walking away and went upstairs to the front where my office was located. I opened the door and was met with Star sitting on top my desk. I threw my head back, "Fawk you want?" "Damn Vajunyus, I dont get a hey, how you doin?", She held her hand across her slightly exposed chest. "Nahh mane. Do you hear me tell these niggas roun ya, hey, how you doin?" "I mean, Im not one of these niggas." "But'chuu still a worker so go work.", I mugged her while walking around the desk as she hopped off. "Its iight", She walked up towards me, "Because one of these days, you gone need me", She smiled and walked away while putting more of a twist in her walk. You let a b***h ride yo d**k one time and they think they da first lady. I was kinda surprised thou', because Star not a hoe which I thought she was but she just dont be knowing her place mane. I leaned back in my seat and picked up my ringing phone. "Hello?" "Say lil brotha, we should have her by tonight." "Yea handle that s**t. I just talked ta' pops 'bout dat." "I got it mane. Just handle bit'ness weaa ya' at." "You already know I got it bruh." "Whatever Ju. Dont be feeling ya self lil nigga." "Lil nigga but I bet I bet'choo ass." "iight bet. Ima buss a cap in yo ass." "Its good. We'aa have ahh shoot out when ya' come back to Nawlins." He chuckled, "Stupid ass. But one my nigga." I ended the call and sat it on top my desk. Guess we back on track now. -A/N Please Excuse Any Mistakes Made and My Punctiation. This is my first time writing on this platform. I usually write all of my stories on w*****d.