An unlikely pair, Sybil & Syre find themselves being pulled toward the other by an undeniable force. They both have decided that they hate each other but over time that "hate" turns into something else all together.
As it turns out, these two wound...
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"Mmm.....answer your stupid phone."
I could feel Sybil mushing her hand into my face, immediately waking me up and putting me in an annoyed mood.
"Bruh."
"Get your phone." She whined and I sucked my teeth, rubbing my eyes as I woke up.
She out here tryna poke my eye out with them claws on her fingers. I yawned as I sat up, rolling her off of me.
"Come onnnnn!" She whined, turning over and making herself comfortable again.
"Shut yo ass up."
Grabbing my phone from the nightstand I slid to answer without bothering to look and see who was calling.
"What the fuck do you want?"
"Need you at the warehouse, we got a problem." He heard Ronnie's voice on the other end of the phone. Waking me up almost immediately.
"What kind of problem?"
"A muhfucka bout to get laid out kind of problem."
I rubbed my eyes and tossed the covers off of me.
"Where?"
"Warehouse 7."
"Ight."
"Bet."
Ending the call I pulled my legs over the edge of the bed. I looked back at Sybil who had gone back to sleep, or at least I thought she did. I wasn't really concerned with if she was or wasn't, especially after she done tried to blind me.
Getting up I went to my dresser and grabbed a pair of sweatpants out of the drawer. Preparing to toss on something real quick that I could possibly burn easily after tonight.
"Syre." I heard her voice call out to me. Looking into the reflection of the mirror I could see her sitting up in my bed.
"Yea?"
"Where you going?" She spoke groggily, rubbing her eyes and yawning.
"I gotta handle sum."
Grabbing a T-shirt I rolled it in my hands before pulling it over my head.
"It's 1:30 in the morning."
"I know what time it is." I grabbed my wallet and keys, turning back towards the bed and kneeling down underneath it.
Pulling out the secured case, I input the combo and and grabbed my gun. I slid the case back under my bed and stood up, seeing Sybil sitting up with her legs crisscross.
