Roommates

9

Khalil finally decided to go home after a week at the trap. He wanted to work this out with Jayla and explain what he ment by why should I?

He walked inside and thought it was to quiet. Jayla is playing music, all the time. Khalil went to shower then walked into Jayla's room to see things everywhere. Clothes were missing, hair products gone, everything.

He started to panic and called her phone, it rang 3 times then voicemail. He called Micheal and Kevin, and they showed up in less then 10 minutes.

"Wassup, what's wrong with Jayla?" Micheal asked. Micheal looked at Jayla as his sister and if anyone f****d with her, he would handle them no questions asked.

"She gone. Most of her s**t is gone and she not answering her phone"

Micheal clenched his jaw "See Khalil, you my brother and all but this is all your fault. You knew what she went through yet, you acted like you didn't care and pushed her away. Honestly I don't think she will come back either cause what u did was foul forreal"

Khalil ignored him as he paced back and forth "Kidd. He got her. I'm sure of it"

"Even if Kidd do got her, I'm sure he treatin her better then you were" Micheal knew what he was doing. That's how you have to talk to Khalil, make him feel guilty for what he did so he fix it.

Again, Khalil ignored him. "I know where is main trap at but if he at his house, then we f****d. I don't know where that is"

"It don't matter. Bruh you not understanding, Jayla is gone. She left because she wanted to get away from you."

"How you know that?" Khalil stopped pacing and gave all his attention to Micheal.

Micheal chuckled " Look around, there's no sign of a struggle so she just walked right out. Clothes and her hair s**t gone, what kidnapper you know gon say oh it's ok, get the things you need. You pushed her away man"

Khalil shook his head and sat down on the couch. He ran his hands over his face and sighed. "So what you gon do?" Micheal asked rolling a blunt.

"What you mean me? You not helpin?"

"I'll help you when we gettin ready to roll out to Kidd spot but other than that, naw. You need to do this on your own"

"My own? You the fuckin brains in this partnership I need your help. This s**t ain't a game, my girl missing nigga." Khalil yelled.

Again Micheal chuckled " Calm down man, this all your fault anyway. If you would have handled yours, then she would be right by your side. If you wouldn't have hid s**t from her, she would be right here. And I don't think she your girl anymore bein under another nigga and all" Khalil popped up and charged at Micheal but Kevin stopped him.

"Bruh calm down." Khalil nodded and licking his lips. He sat down and stared at Micheal. "He's right man."

Khalil didn't want to hear nothing they had to say "Let y'all self's out" he said before walking into his room to think of a way to get Jayla back.

Kidd walked into the room to find Jayla laying down staring at the wall. All she's been doing the past week after her r**e is sleep, s**t and shower. She barley eats and doesn't say anything. Truth is, she's thinking of a way to kill herself.

"Jayla, you have to eat" Kidd said softly. He walked in the view of where Jayla was looking, and it seemed like she was looking through him. "Just eat this bagel and OJ"

Jayla slowly sat up and ate the bagel, then drank the juice. She laid down and went back under her covers, staring at the wall. Kidd just stared at her.

"Jayla, you want to come to my house? You'll be safer there" she didn't answer and didn't look at him. "Please answer me Jayla"

Jayla looked at her wall "No" she said.

"Can you tell me why?" he got on his knees so he was eye level with her, but it still seemed like she was looking through him. He looked in her eyes.

They used to be filled with joy and happiness. Now they're filled with sadness, anxiety, and fear. He thought she looked depressed.

"No" Kidd nodded before packing her things and taking her 2 bags to his car. He then went to pick up Jayla, but when he touched her she jumped out the bed. "Dont. Touch. Me" she said softly backing away.

"I won't hurt you Jayla. I want to take you to my house so you'll be safer" Jayla shook her head no as tears ran down her face. She felt like he was lying. He wanted to take her to his house so he can do whatever he wanted to her.

Kidd nodded and decided to wait till she fell asleep. 2 hours later, Jayla was asleep so he carefully pickes her up then put her in the back seat of his car.

He pulled up to his house then carried her to a guest room before getting her bags and putting them in the room.

Jayla soon woke up and when she noticed she wasn't in the same room as before, she felt her breathing become heavier and rushed to her bags looking for her pills.

She threw everything out of both bags but couldn't find them. She began crying as Kidd walked in hearing all the noise.

He looked at her chest move up and down rapidly and rushed into the bathroom cabinet to get her pills.

He handed them to her as she swallowed them and relax. Her bottle now empty. Kidd noticed.

"I'll go get more. The kitchen is downstairs and if you need anything my room is right across the hall. " Jayla didn't say anything, just climbed back into bed.

Soon as Jayla heard the front door close, she rushed into the kitchen and found a knife. The pharmacy was less than 10 minutes away, so she had to hurry.

She walked into the bathroom and locked the door. She leaned up against the tub before cutting her wrist, and watching the blood ooze out.

She sighed in relief because in a weird way, everything felt better. She did it again but this time deeper.

She did that 8 more times before feeling light headed and closing her eyes.