Steven's P.O.V
"Steven?" She Said Stretching Her Kneck To Make Sure It Was Me
When She Said This, Rays Head Shot Up From His Phone Which We Wound Up Dropping. I Just Chuckled And Took In All Of Lina. She Was Still Short, Her Hair Was Now Longer And Was Brown With Burgundy Highlights. She Had On A Tank Top, High Waisted Shorts, And Her Converses. Let's Just Say, She's Been Working Out And Her Boobs Got ALOT Bigger Then I Remember Them To Be. Her Eyes Were Still The Same, Hazel And Gentle, Spirit And Soulful.
"Hey Craig" Ray Said Plainly Picking Up His Phone And Not Looking At Me.
I Could Tell This Was Going To Be A Long Trip.
Ray's P.O.V
"Yo, Why You Brung His Bitch Ass Back Here?" I Asked Prod. I Was Mad. Nah Mad Was An Understatement, I Was P I S S E D. After All The Shit Steven Did, They Have The Nerve To Bring Him In Here? And Roc Didn't Even Say Anything! Fuck That, He Shook His Hand And everything! And The Way He Was Staring At Lina? Uh Uh. No Bueno Nigga. I'm NOT Having That.
"Listen. I'm Tired Of You Judging Him. Man His Life's Turned Around So Stop Allat! I Get You Mad Over Lina, Whoopdy Damn Doo. People Get Hurt." He Said Turning His Head, Looking At Jenna Who Had Shortly Arrived And Was Reading A Magazine Next To Lina While Whispering Something To Jassie. Iight Maybe He Was Right. Maybe I Was Being A Little Harsh On Him, But Damn. This Shit Just Not Sitting Well With Me.
"He Got A Daughter Rayan" Prod Said Looking Away From Jenna And At Me. I Knew This Shit Was Serious Once He Called Me By My Real Name And Snapped His Head From Jenna.
"He Got A What.?" I Half Yelled.
I Ain't Even Know. And Here I Am Going Off On Him And Carrying About, He Got A little Seed At Home To Take Care Of He Don't Need Me Bitchin At Him.
"A Daughter. Her Name Is Lindsay." He Said.
That Name Sounded Familiar. But I Let It Go. I Just Rubbed My Eyes Hoping This Was A Dream, That Steve Wasn't Here, And That I Was Back In My Bed. Too Bad That It Wasn't A Dream...
Lina's P.O.V
"If Ray Loves You He Won't Start No Shit Wit Em'" Jassie Said Eating Her Fries.
After We Saw Steven We Left To Eat And Come Back. When We Came Back Jenna Was Here And I Shared My Food With Her. For Once My Fat Ass Lost My Appetite. He Was Back.? For What.? How Did He Find Us.? And Lindsay's His Daughter. I Still Can't Get That Out My Head! I Looked Over By Prod To See Him Looking At Jenna. Okay That's IT. I Am So Tired Of These Drama Queens.
"Prod, Getcho Blonde Headed Ass Over Here!" I Screamed While Jassie Continued Stuffing Her Face And Jen Looked At Me Like I Was High Off Drugs.
"What Is It Ma?" He Asked, Looking at Jenna, But Talking To Me.
"Im Tired Of Y'all Bitchin." When We Get To Jamaica, Y'all Are Going To Talk. I Don't Give A FUCK Wether You Want To Or Not. Y'all Gonna talk It Out. And Y'all Are Sitting Next To Eachother On The Plane." Before They Could Protest The Speakers Said "All Passengers Boarding Flight 296 To Kingston, Jamaica Please Board Now. The Gate Closes In Aproximately 10 Minutes."
"Aigh Y'all Let's Ride Out" Roc Said, And We All Put Our Passes Through And Boarded The Plane. We Put Our Carry On's Above Us And Looked At The Seating Arrangement. I Had Row B Seat 3. This Plane Had 2 People Per Seat.
"What's Ya Seat Babe?" I Asked Ray.
"Row 13 Seat 3. What About You.?" I Asked
"Row 10 Seat 2." He Said A Little Dissapointed. We Asked Everyone Else There Seats And It Turns Out, Jenna And Prod Sat Together, Jassie And Ray Sat Together, Roc Sat With A Stranger, And I Sat Next To Steven. Just My Luck.
