We Just "Friends" (Kid Ink Love Story)

Chapter 22: The Things I Do For Love

A week later...

Darren P.O.V:

"What I tell yall bout talkin to La'Daisha!!!" I yell at John and Chris.

They was my personal spies cuz she don't even know them like that.

"We kinda, sorta just ran into her at the skating ring."

"Skating ring??? With who???" I asked.

"Some nigga named Brian. I thought you said she dolo." John said.

"She is... wait what you mean???"

"They claim each other boss." Chris answers.

"Damn... I gotta break up a happy home now." I think to myself. "Get Monty."

They go down to the basement where we tied up Monty.

"This is gonna be good."

Brian P.O.V:

My phone started ringing and the number was blocked.

I aint wanna answer that shit.

La-La was still sleep even when the block number called again.

I finally answered when it called a third time.

"This better be good if I'm takin time outta my day to listen to you." I answer.

"Well damn my nigga Monty must mean nothing to you." I can tell it was Darren.

"Monty my homie fuck you mean???... What you done did now nigga???"

La-La moved in her sleep and I tried to keep my voice down, "I mean Monty got kidnapped and U.O.E.N.O."

"By who???" I sat up.

"Some secret agents."

"How you know and why should I believe you???"

"I mean if you wanna let Monty get sent to jail by all means go ahead but I know where they at."

"Well tell me I'm riding solo."

He laughed but I aint see a damn thing funny. "See that's where you wrong. WE finna go get him."

"What's the catch???"

"You already know. I want my stacks back."

"What you mean??? You got'em back."

"Nahh Monty ole fuck ass came over here before the agents came and got'em which means he got it on him."

I shake my head and sigh, "Where you at???"

"513 Coconut Road."

I hung up and looked at La-La. What am I gonna do???

She turned over, I guess to lay on my chest but woke up cuz she was on my lap.

"What time is it???" She yawns and stretches.

"10:49."

"How long you been up???" She sits up."

"Not long... can we talk???"

"Sure." She locks her fingers with mine and kisses my hand. "What's wrong bae???"

I sigh, "La-La, we are not going on a cruise today, I have something to handle."

As she is speaking I go in the nightstand to get the passport. "What do you have to handle??? What's going on???"

I give her the passport with all her information on it. "Don't worry about it. The passport was really for a plane."

"Plane??? I don't like planes." She shakes her head.