Page 113 of The Ninth

“Let’s get to the real teas because it’s getting late and we have to get ready as soon as we get in here...” Cassie sat up in her seat as we pulled up to valet. “Is our goofy asses really about to go rob these niggas?”

“Fuck them! Money aside, what they did was fucked up,” Kenzie turned the car off before hopping out.

“I’m doing this for Devyn. And because I love you,” Tati nodded. “I would be lying if I said I didn’t still feel a way about Poncho and needed bread also.”

We all followed Kenzie out of the car. There was no reason to check in with Cassie and I. It was the most personal to both of us. Pink and her nigga sought me out to bring harm to me. They at least asked Cassie politely. With me? They decided to just play games. Personal to Cassie, because we’re sisters.

Once we entered the apartment, I broke away to my room. As I was picking out the sluttiest outfit I could find, Duke FaceTimed me. I used to feel excited when he called, but now I felt like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I answered but didn’t say anything.

Duke: Dev?

Me: Hey, what’s going on?

Duke: Shit, chilling. I’m just handling business still. I miss you though, my Devyn. You know I do.

Me: Yeah, and what are you going to do about it? Do you have any idea when we’ll see each other again?

He sat for a few seconds.

Duke: If you’re mad at me for being busy, that’s all you have to tell me. I do care.

Me: I’m not mad at you. I just would rather know instead of wading in the unknown. But look, I have to get in the shower.

Duke: Oh, you busy tonight?

Me: Mhm.

Duke: Mmmm. Hit me when you no longer busy, then.

Me: You as well.

I can’t tell you who hung up first. It might’ve been a joint effort. Regardless, I hate when a person preaches communication and doesn’t do the same in return. I hope whatever has his time and attention is worth it.

I took my things to Cassie’s bathroom since Kenzie and Tati were using the guest bathroom. After refreshing the sew-in that will for sure be coming out soon, I wrapped my hair as she stepped out, leaving the water on. I stepped in, rushing to get clean. My mind started tripping on me.

Uneasiness is all I felt. Just thinking about the way Pink handled me... The way she took my phone and wallet before getting out of the car. Bringing me to that dark basement. I felt fear from the moment I woke up at that house until I made it inside of Cassie’s. To be going back willingly on some funny stuff...I don’t know.

I can’t even back out now. It’s gone beyond me. Yeah, the girls love me and I truly believe they wanna make sure they get both Pink and her man. But they also have personal reasons too, which is the money. I’d feel wrong for backing out at this point. You don’t make it this far into a plan if you don’t want to see it through.

I stepped out of the shower, turning it off and drying off. K4 laid silently in his crate as the four of us bobbed and weaved from room to room, rushing to get ready. Cassie was scared that if we were even a minute late, it would scare Kenan off. Plus, he doesn’t even know I’m coming.

Cassie wore a black romper. It connected around her neck with her back covered. The shorts were all in her ass while the front was split to below her panty line. She wore no bra, high heels, and a fresh blonde wig she went and got done today. She looked stunning. Both Kenzie and I wore tight fitting, short, strapless dresses. Hers was pink as mine was white. Tatianna wore the shortest skirt I’ve ever seen, and a tube top. No panties. No bra.

“We look so good...” Cassie mumbled as she finished the last of Kenzie’s make-up. She had already did her own plus Tati and I’s. “Aight, let’s go. We’re taking my cahh to The Ninth.”

Kenzie and Tati laughed and chatted as they walked out of the apartment door. Without even thinking, I reached forward, grabbing Cassie’s arm. No words were spoken as she looked back at me. She didn’t look confused or like she didn’t understand why I grabbed her. She knew. All she offered was a small smile and head nod. That was enough for me to follow them downstairs and to the BMW.

I sat up front, hanging on for dear fucking life as Cassie whipped the car around. Kenzie pulled out a pink, bedazzled camcorder she got on vacation.

“These niggas think we finna make a movieee!” Tati cackled. I reached back, slapping her ass as she twerked for the camcorder.

“I need my shots!” I outstretched my hand.

“Don’t get too fucked up y’all!” Cassie warned. “We need to be on high alert. Did y’all reseal our bottles?”

“YUP!” the three of us chimed.