Chapter eight- Missing You

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Qoya looked at the two tickets placed in her left hand then her phone in her right.

Tomorrow is when the trip was supposed to be, she didn't have her bags packed and she never even called off work.

She wasn't sure if it was right to go on a trip that had anything to do with Lizzie and Scarletts money. Don't get her wrong Scarlett and her still talked but it just felt really wrong.

"So are we going or not?" Kari said.

"I don't really know." She frowned.

"Well think faster." She poked her forehead.

"Would you quit?" She playfully slapped her hand away.

She looked at her phone that had a photo of Lizzie and Akari at the museum.

'I really need to change that back' She thought

She unlocked her phone and opened her messages, looking at the messages it was an urge to open Lizzies messages she sent just before she went to bed that day, they never stopped coming.

Lizzie was devastated with how Qoya left and never stopped messaging. It felt like the whole situation was flipped now.

She needed some help, a little bit of guidance.

She scrolled past and clicked on 'Scar' She clicked the profile and pushed the call button.

It ranged a couple of times before she answered on the third.

"Who goes there?" She said,

"Duchess." Qoya said.

"Huh."

"Hey Scarlett." Qoya laughed.

"Hello back to you, now why are you calling me?"

Qoya heard munching in the background.

"Are you eating?"

"Your point."

"I thought we were friends."

"I didn't mean it like-

"Hi Aunt Scarwet!" Kari screamed.

Qoya looked at her in shock.

"What. Is it not her, you said her name?" She said, confused.

"That's new ." Scarlett said, muffled. She wasn't on speaker so it was hard to hear her.

"Yes it's her." She gave her daughter the phone.

"Hey Kebs." You could hear the excitement in her voice.

"Hi!"

"Don't kill my ear drums." She laughed.

"Sorry, is Rose there?"

"Oh so that's why you wanted to talk to me. I'm hurt, burised." She joked.

"Nooo,...but is she?"

"Kari give me the phone." Qoya reached for the phone.

Scarlett heard nothing but an agreement on the phone.

"Hellloo." She took the phone off her ear, checking to see if the conversation was still going.

"Sorry, I had to pry the hands of a demon." Her breathing was ragged.

"I am not." Kari stomped away.

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