Chapter 6
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"It's almost been two years since the last time I went to school..."
"They told us it'd only be a one-week break."
"Goddamn..."
"I'm already in third year high school."
"They just keep giving us these f*****g modules and call it a day..."
Phone ringing...
Keizer: Yo, we already sent the money to your taytal.
Rhone's eyes widened.
Fuck...
I still haven't told my uncle about the money.
Fuck, f**k, fuck...
He's gonna think I'm scamming people again.
Rhone quickly texted back.
Rhone: Aight, man. Thanks.
He immediately ran downstairs.
"Tito!"
"My friend sent you money on your TayTal again."
"Hehe... I won another tournament."
Uncle Darwin burst out laughing.
"WEH!"
"HAHAHAHA!"
"YOU'RE SCAMMING PEOPLE!"
"I SWEAR TO GOD YOU'RE SCAMMING MOTHERFUCKERS ON THE INTERNET!"
"C'mon, Tito..." Rhone sighed.
"I'm just gonna use the money to buy stuff for my room."
Uncle Darwin scratched his head.
"Hays, Rhone..."
"Be careful."
"Don't play with fire."
"It might burn your hand..."
"...or worse."
"It might take your life."
Rhone cut him off.
"C'mon, Tito..."
"Just give me the money."
Uncle Darwin stared at him for a moment before handing it over.
Rhone immediately grabbed the cash.
"Thanks, Tito!"
"Byeeee!"
He ran upstairs before his uncle could say anything else.
Uncle Darwin simply smiled.
"...That kid's gonna end up somewhere."
---
Back inside his room...
Rhone started cleaning.
"Hehehe..."
"I'm finally gonna buy some s**t for my LDOE account."
"HEHEHEHE."
Phone ringing...
Rhone looked at the screen.
Fuck...
What does this motherfucker want now?
He answered.
Keizer: Rhone, give me access to our community.
"We're exposing this pedo in our comms."
Rhone: Pedo? Who?
Keizer: That f*****g narcissistic old guy, Dave.
Rhone: Fym, bro? He's chill though.
Keizer: Nah, man.
"Bea and Rain are still minors, right?"
"They both got d**k pics from that old fuck."
"HAHAHAHAHA."
Rhone: Bro...
"HAHAHA."
"Aight, I'll send it to y'all."
Keizer: Wanna have some fun too, Rhone?
Rhone: Nah, man.
I'm busy right now.
Keizer: C'mon, bro.
"You never join us."
"You pussy."
"HAHAHAHA."
"Bye, fucker."
The call ended.
Rhone tossed his phone onto the bed.
"Nah..."
"I don't like getting involved in all that shit."
He remembered what the hooded man told him years ago.
«If you don't want no smoke... shut the f**k up.»
"...Yeah."
"I'll just upload some videos and mind my own business."
---
Hours later...
Rhone uploaded another video to the Camel Gore website.
Phone notification.
Keizer: RHONE HAHAHAHAHA!
"Some crazy s**t just happened."
"I know you're still online, motherfucker."
"Chat back."
Rhone ignored it.
Another notification appeared.
4 minutes later...
Keizer: Fucker.
"If you don't reply right now..."
"I'm leaking your d**k pic."
"Dang, bro. Chill."
"I was playing."
"My bad."
"What happened?"
Keizer: Bro...
"So we were cooking Dave earlier."
"He got mad..."
"Then he jumped to Bea."
"BROOOOO!"
"SHE HAS A CRUSH ON YOU!"
"HAHAHAHA!"
"MF CURLY E-BOY PULLING BITCHES NOW!"
"...Anyway."
"Dave wants to slime you out."
Rhone froze.
"...What?"
"The f**k?"
"Why me?"
"What the f**k did I even do?"
Keizer: Nah, kid.
"No more playing it safe."
"It's either you or him now."
"HAHAHAHA."
"At least you're getting p***y though."
"HAHAHAHA."
"Don't worry."
"I got your back."
"I'm sending you his IP."
"I already got it."
"I'm with you, don't worry."
Rhone stared at the messages.
"...Huh?"
"...Okay."
He ended the conversation.
Silence filled the room.
"...Fuck."
"What the f**k is happening?"
"SHIT."
"SHIT."
"I don't wanna f*****g die..."
Rhone immediately messaged several members, asking if anyone could locate the IP address.
A few minutes later...
He finally got a location.
"What the f**k is this place?"
"This is a f*****g rich neighborhood."
"They probably got security before you can even enter the gate."
"...Fuck."
He quickly texted Keizer.
Rhone: Bro...
"That place is impossible."
"It's like a f*****g president's house."
Keizer replied almost instantly.
Keizer: ?
"I guess you're gonna die then."
"Use your f*****g brain."
"I already gave you the puzzle."
"Just follow the instructions."
"Stop pussying out, fucker."
"Stop complaining."
"It's him or you now, kid."
(Long message...)
A few seconds later...
Keizer: Chat me back when you finally use that brain of yours and come up with a plan.
Rhone lowered his phone.
"...Fuck."
End.