Lost Now Found

Dinner with a Mob Boss.

“Okay?”

“You might not think it but I’ve got your back before I’ve got his. I just don’t think that going back to that life is going to do anything other than…”

She looked at my phone.

“Is that an IPhone 11+?”

“Yeah. I got a raise.”

I got off the bike and showed her the back of the jacket.

“Oh wow. That’s really cool.”

“Yeah. You might not think it but it’s a family. We have each other's backs no matter what.”

“And Kyree?”

“He helped me through the breakup and the misscarriage. He’s supported me when I was at a really low point and didn’t try to make me do anything other than focus on myself. He’s only asked me about dating twice.”

She nodded.

“He seems like a good guy.”

“He is. He’s done nothing but support me. He’s working right now but he’s bringing me lunch today and let me take his bike.”

“I can see.”

We laughed.

“Look, Mirza, I’ve got this covered. I can take care of myself and I’m good, I’m happy.”

“Well, that’s all that really matters.”

“Wanna walk together?”

“Why not.”

We started walking and I put my arm on her shoulder while we walked up to the group.

“What’re you doing with her?”

“She is my best friend and I will take her side over you guys any day.”

She turned to Brandon.

“I know Jordan is your best friend and I don’t want to cause issues. But it’s either us, or him.”

He looked at the group then us. He took a step forward and kissed Mirza.

“I’ll choose you all day, everyday baby.”

They smiled and then I smiled. He looked at me.

“Sorry for pulling a gun at you guys. You were threatening my brother and current boyfriend.”

“I get it, not mad.”

We walked around the halls together before we went to class. I took my jacket off and put it at the back of my chair. My teacher saw it.

“Sophia, we do not allow gang activities at this school. Can you put that jacket in your locker till the end of the day?”

“What? It’s a jacket.”

“But it’s inappropriate.”

“It’s a jacket. If it’s really going to cause that many problems then write me a pass to go to my locker.”

“Thank you.”

I got up and grabbed a pass then walked to my locker. I opened it and saw my pictures of me and Jordan on the door. I ripped them off and shredded them. I sank to the ground and started crying. I hid my face with my arms and legs. I sat there for a minute before I felt the presence of someone standing in front of me. I looked up and saw Jordan.

“What?”

“Are you okay?”

“Just, go.”

He sat down across from me.

“What’s wrong?”

“Just go Jordan.”

“Talk to me Sophia.”

“No, now leave me alone.”

He shook his head.

“I miss us.”

“You left me Jordan. You broke up with me.”

“And I want to get back together.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“You called me a monster and a hoe then you went out and got drunk then slept with another girl while I was in the process of getting jumped and and having a misscarriage. While you were having s*x with another girl, I was clinging onto hope, and when I walk in and see you half naked with another girl, it was gone.”

“I’m sorry. I was angry and I was hurting.”

“Imagine how I felt Jordan. Imagine how I feel.”

“I’m sorry. I love-”

“No, you don’t.”

“I didn’t mean what I said Sophia. I was angry and upset.”

“It doesn’t matter. I’m moving on and I’ve changed.”

He tried to touch me but I moved away and picked up the scraps of the pictures and threw them at him. I put my jacket in my locker then ran to the nearest bathroom. I cleaned up my face then walked to my class.

“What took you so long?”

“I used the bathroom before coming here.”

“Alright.”

I put the pass up then sat down. I got to work then after a little while my phone started buzzing. It was Angel and he was asking for an update on when I was going to take care of his little problem so I told him that I and a few of my guys will take care of it tomorrow after the party. He said that is perfect for him. I put my phone away and went back to working. 

The rest of the day went by with a blurr and eventually it was lunch time. I got a text from Kyree asking which exit am I meeting him at so I told him to meet me at the back of the school and I can get him in. I ran to him and as soon as I saw him I opened the door and kissed him. He held up a bag of chinese food.

“Got us food.”

“Yay.”

I grabbed his hand and we walked to the lunchroom. We sat down and he pulled my legs onto his lap as he handed me my food, chicken fried rice and egg rolls. Mirza and Brandon joined us after grabbing their food as well.

“Wait, how?”

“She got me in. I promised lunch and here it is.”

She nodded her head.

“So, now I can finally get to know you.”

“Yep, ask me whatever you want to know.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes ma’am.”

She interrogated him more than a cop would. While we ate our food I saw Jordan and the rest of his friends sitting at a different table but I saw him continuously look at us. When I knew he was looking I grabbed Kyree's face and started kissing him. I went to pull away but he pulled me back and deepened the kiss. When he finally pulled away I was trying to catch my breath. Mirza stared at us for a moment before shaking her head.

“Wow, just wow.”

“What?”

“Yall are so much more different than when you were with Jordan.”

“Good thing or a bad thing?”

“Still debating.”

We started laughing. We finished eating and had enough time to get Kyree out of the school without getting caught. We got to the exit and I gave him a kiss before he left. I ran to my next class then I remembered that Jordan and I sat together. I walked into class and went straight up to Mrs. B.

“Hey Mrs. B.”

“Oh hello Sophia. How are you today?”

“I’ve been better. What about you?”

“I’m doing alright.”

“Well, that’s good. Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“Can I change seats? Jordan and I broke up and I don’t think sitting next to each other is a good idea.”

“Yep and I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright.”

She told me where I could start sitting so I posted up and started listening to music. I downloaded all of my social media to my new phone and I started scrolling through my i********: feed. I saw a few pictures of Jordan and his friends on their accounts so I posted the pictures of me and Kyree. Kyree liked them and commented ‘Look at my baby’ with a heart emoji. I smiled as soon as I read it. 

I was answering someone’s message when I saw Jordan walk in. I looked at him then went back to my phone. He walked straight to me.

“Are you trying to punish me? I know I messed up but can you not rub it in my face?”

“Jordan, I couldn’t care less about you and what you think anymore. After I walked in on you, I just stopped caring about you. So, get out of my face.”

“At lunch, you did that on purpose.”

“Yeah, I purposely kissed the guy that I’m seeing because he brought me lunch, gave me a place to sleep, took care after you walked out of my life, and provides me with better sex.”

“You already slept with him?”

“Oh yeah, he’s way better than you.”

He started getting angry.

“Get out of my face Jordan.”

“I could expose you.”

“How?”

“Those lingerie pictures.”

“My face ain’t in them. Matter of a fact, I'll post them on Instagram.”

I pulled up my i********: feed and went to post them.

“Stop.”

“No, no. You’re going to expose me, right?”

“Sophia, stop.”

“Why? Why should I?”

“Because you’re hurting me.”

“I care because?”

“Because I am the love of your life.”

“Were. You used to be.”

“How many times do I have to say I’m sorry.”

“As many times as you want but I won't accept it. Now go sit down and get out of my face.”

I turned away from him and texted Kyree.

“Don’t forget about dinner tonight.”

“I didn’t. How’s class going?”

“Decent, more focused on telling Jordan about himself and letting him know you’re better than him.”

“Lol. What all did you say?”

“Mentioned you please me better and you're just better than him in general.”

“Atta girl. I have to get back to this job but I’ll text you when I can.”

“Okay, be safe.”

“Always.”

The bell rang but I stayed on my phone because it was my study hall. I played games on my phone for the whole hour then when the bell rang saying it was over, put my phone away then I pulled my books out. I got to work and thought about which dress i’m going to wear. I pulled out my phone and texted Mirza.

“Wanna come over to mine and help me pick out a dress?”

“A dress? Who took Sophia’s phone?”

“Haha, it’s for the dinner meeting thing every year. Wanna help me or not?”

“I’ll meet you at your bike.”

“Bet.”

I finished the worksheet that I was assigned so I sat there on my phone for the rest of the hour. I packed up and lined up at the door. When the bell rang I went to my sixth hour and started working. I ignored everyone and just got everything done as soon as I could because I really just wanted to get to the house to get ready. 

Before I knew it I was sitting in seventh hour, listening to music, doing my work. I was so focused on my work that I didn’t notice that my teacher was talking.

“We are going to focus on current politics. Now the two presidential candidates are current president Donald Trump and Vice President Joe Biden. I need two students at the front to debate the two sides.”

I raised my hand.

“Sophia, which side are you going to debate for?”

“Joe Biden.”

“Perfect.” 

I walked to the front and took a seat. The other person was in for a treat because I love debating. The other person was a girl in the class that clearly was a Trump Supporter because she was wearing a ‘Trump 2020’ band.

“Now you have five minutes.”

“Sophia, why don’t you like Trump?”

“For starters, he is a terrible president. Not only that in 1989 he tried to bring back the death penalty in New York to kill the Brooklyn 5 before they were proven innocent. Also, he has had 26 separate r**e allegations against him starting in 1997. The economy has been crashing significantly and there has been little to no job growth, since Trump took office we have lost four million jobs, and on top of all that, how can we trust someone to run the country when they can’t even get a proper spray tan?”

I looked at the girl and she just looked at me. The rest of the class started laughing.

“Now, can you tell me one good thing that he has done for this country? No, you can’t.”

“Okay, what about Biden?”

“Well let’s start with his early career. In 1994 the Violence Against Women Act, cosponsored proposed legislation to curb greenhouse gas emissions in 2007, Obama care in 2010, and so many more things.”

“Okay. But Trump is a great person.”

“Really? He said he would date his own daughter if she weren’t his kid. You call that a great person? The same man who called all African Americans lazy and Mexicans criminal and rapists? And on top of all of that he talked down on veterans.”

“Well they are.”

I stared at her.

“So you are going to sit here and look me in my face and tell me that all black people are lazy and all Mxicans are criminals and rapists? Honey, the hardest workers I know are people of color. My stepfather is black and he’s worked hard for everything he has and my step mother is mexican and she is the furthest from a criminal let alone a r****t. Most of my friends are people of color and they are all extremely hard workers for what they have. So you can shove your racism up your ass because it is not wanted nor needed.”

I looked at my teacher.

“I’m sorry for cussing but I needed to get my point across.”

I looked back at her.

“You cannot sit here and defend Trump when over half of the men and women he’s worked with have been arrested and let’s not forget his impeachment. He is not fit to run the country and he will run this country further into the ground.”

I looked at the teacher and he just looked proud.

“Good job to the both of you. Any questions from the class?”

No one said anything. We went back to our seats and I didn’t pay attention for the rest of the hour. It was a couple minutes until the bell so I packed up and walked to my locker to get my jacket then to the bike. I was sitting on the bike waiting for Mirza when Jordan and his friend walked up to me.

“Good job today in class.”

“Thanks.”

“Who are you waiting for?”

“Mirza. She’s helping me get ready for an important event tonight.”

“What’s the event?”

“None of your business.”

The bell rang so I started the bike. I put my jacket on then I saw Mirza run towards me.

“Ready?”

“Yes ma’am. It’s time to get my doll on.”

I chuckled. I pulled off and drove us to the house. We pulled up and I saw that Kyree was at the house. We walked inside and I smelled something being cooked. We walked to the kitchen and Kyree was dancing while he was cooking something so I laughed at him. He snapped his head in our direction really fast.

“You scared me.”

“I can tell.”

I walked up to him and gave him a kiss. He looked at Mirza.

“Hey Mirza. What’re you here for?”

“Help her get ready.”

“Ahh. Well your vanity got here and I was bored so I built it for you.”

“Thank you.”

We went to my room and it was perfect. It was across from my bed which is exactly where I wanted it. I unzipped the bags that the dresses were in and laid them on the bed. I put the first dress on and Mirza started taking pictures of me. I took it off and put the second one on. 

She cat called me so I giggled. I put the last two on then she posted a picture of each of them on her story and asked for everyone’s opinions. The majority of people said either the first or second one. I chose the red dress then Mirza started doing my hair and make up. By the time she was done Kyree walked in and looked at me.

“Oh damn.”

We started laughing.

“She is a miracle worker.”

“Well she didn’t need to do much because you are beautiful without all of this.”

I started blushing.

“I’m going to get dressed then we can leave.”

“Okay.”

He walked away and Mirza finished my hair. She put the heels on me and had me stand up. She took a few pictures then she cried.

“Ah don’t cry Mirza. It’s not like I’m getting married.”

She started laughing.

“I know but still.”

“All it is, is a dinner party.”

“Yeah, with every gang in Illinois.”

I chuckled.

“Well I have gone to the last four of them.”

“I know. I was your cover every time.”

“And you don’t have to be my cover. You can be my supportive best friend.”

“I was that in the first place.”

“True.”

Kyree walked back into the room and he was fully dressed and God did he look good.

“Ready mamas?”

“Yep.”

Mirza said, “I want to take pictures first.”

We went to the living room and she took a few pictures of us. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead. We walked out and he opened the car door for me. We left and started going to the highway.

“Baby, do we need gas?”

He looked at me.

“What did you call me?”

I smiled.

“I called you baby. Do we-”

He pulled me into a kiss then smiled.

“Was that on purpose?”

“Yeah, but seriously. Let’s get gas first.”

“Okay.”

He pulled into the nearest gas station and went inside to prepay. I was sitting there on my phone when a couple of guys were walking past. One cat called me but I ignored him. They kept walking then Kyree came outside. He pumped the gas then we got on the highway. He put his hand on my thigh then he started rubbing my leg.

“You keep touching me like that and I won’t be able to control myself.”

He looked at me.

“Like this?”

He slowly slid his hand up the slit in my dress and grazed his hand across my inner thigh causing me to moan. He moved my panties to the side and started fingering me so I grabbed the handle on the door and the middle visor. I tilted my head back as he slowly put a finger inside of me. He started playing with my c**t. 

“Oh fuck.”

“You like that mamas?”

“Yes daddy.”

He bit his lip. 

He started going faster which made me squirm. 

“No running.”

He kept going until I came. He put his fingers in his mouth while I fixed myself.

“You taste so good.”

“You are very good with your hands.”

“Thank you.”

He kept driving and gave me AUX. He put his hand on my thigh and I told him where to go as soon as we got to Chicago. We got to Angel’s house and his home is beautiful. We pulled into the long driveway. Kyree got out and walked around the car to open my door for me. We walked to the front door and were searched for weapons. 

We walked inside and waited for our names to be announced to walk in. 

“Representing Les Saints Lions, Right Hand Woman Sophia Jones and her escort Kyree Brown.”

We walked down the stairs and there were a lot of people there.

“Holy crap that’s a lot of people.”

“Relax Kyree. Just follow my lead and we will be fine.”

Angel greeted us at the bottom of the stairs. He shook Kyree's hand and kissed me on the cheek.

“You look ravishing like always my dear.”

“Thank you Angel. You don’t look too bad yourself.”

He chuckled.

“Kyree, you look good young man. Treat this young lady right.”

“Thank you and I will.”

Angel walked away and talked to some other people. A server walked up to us with a tray of champagne. We each grabbed a glass and walked around. There were a few other women there but they were all escorts. We were approached by a man in his late thirties.

“You must be Sophia.”